He shall never know that I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
- Emily Brontë
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Dear readers,When I first came up with the idea for after all this time i had no idea what that idea would become. I had posted stories before and planned them all the way down to the last chapter...View all Conversations
Stories by Chloe Lyon
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