We are from different worlds, you and me, Dorian. In mine, there was no time for bright fancies and happy inventions; no stopping for tea. The only game we played was to survive. If you didn't win, you just didn't finish.
Loser, loses all.
You probably don't understand that.
“You may not have loved me,” I whisper, my tears dropping onto his face
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