"I will love you, not starting with your skin
or your organs or your bones: I will love
madly first, your naked soul."
-Christopher Poindexter
Grace Roberts' PoV:
The man across me was every bit right but that part of my life has nothing to do with him or does it?
"He's not who he has shown himself to you." He started as if it hadn't already been revealed to me in the worst way possible.
I nodded, "I know." Came the words out of my mouth slightly louder than a whisper.
His brows twitched for a mere second but I was quick to notice that.
"Then the rest won't be as traumatic for you." Slowly he leaned back in his chair.
Several questions arose in my mind but I knew he had more in store for me than I knew and bombarding him with my questions right now won't be the best option.
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