There was nothing sweet or gentle in our last kiss; it was filled with sorrow and desperation, of the bitter knowledge that we could've had something perfect, but it just wasn't meant to be.
Related Authors: Julie Kagawa | The Iron Daughter
Related Topics: romance
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