Don’t you believe in true love?
Don’t you believe in true love?Darrell couldn’t get those gray eyes out of his head. Of course a woman like Isabeau Charmayne Rosen had had men trailing at her feet professing true love. And of course she’d magically found it without any trials.
Don’t you believe in true love?
Don’t you believe in true love?What did that even mean? True love? Love wasn’t true or false. It wasn’t even quantifiable. The heart was a highway system to funnel blood throughout the body. It had no gage to measure an unquantifiable emotion such as this elusive idea known as love, which couldn’t then be quantified as true or false because there was no intrinsic value. The whole equation was null.
Love was an idea, an excuse, a pipe dream. You woke up from dreams. Those dreams wou
