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My job is to take care of you. I was appointed to do that by God. I will kill anyone who touches you. Do you understand?
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this
tired
life
this dusty dream,
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Pervane olan kendini gizler mi hiç alevden?
Sen istedin ondan bu gönül zorla tutuştu.
Is it your soul that is on fire, or are those eyes ablaze?
I don't know how this volcano ignited with such fervent embers.
Does a moth ever conceal itself from the
She wasn’t a black hole, she decided. She was a volcano. And like a volcano she couldn’t run away from herself. She’d have to stay there and tend to that wasteland.
She could plant a forest inside herself.
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He raises an eyebrow. “Am I unstoppable, sweetheart?”
“You are.”
“How about when it comes to you?”
“You still are… sometimes. I mean, I know you care about me, but that doesn’t mean you’re politically correct.”
“And I’ll never be.” He dismisses ever so casually. “In your mind, do I want to hurt or protect you?”
“Protect me.” I don’t even think about it.
Aiden might’ve wanted to hurt me at the beginning, but that’s changed. He doesn’t want to inflict pain on me anymore — except during sex sometimes, but that’s part of our foreplay.
Aiden is my number one protector now, and I can admit it out loud.
“Agnus is like me,” he emphasises every word. “He’s just like me.”
The realisation hits me like an eruption of a volcano. “He wants to protect my dad.”
“Exactly.”
If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom in your hands?
