It was so strange how someone could love another person so much and so well and still not understand what made her happy.
xelag18has quoted7 years ago
It was so strange how someone could love another person so much and so well and still not understand what made her happy
Louise Ankerstjernehas quoted7 years ago
She had always looked like some confectioner’s fantasia, a wee thing created of spun sugar, gossamer light, pale and shimmering, so fragile she might melt away in the morning dew.