Fall in love with my sister-in-law.
I don't allow myself to let anyone in because I believed and
I loved it and in the end, I was devastated. Marked. Forced into sin. Believe in love after that? I didn't want to, I couldn't.
But to watch her, in that pure, primordial form of the woman who is just me gave myself, I know it is an act of most sincere love. Will I dare to love her, will I dare to trust her, give her that we get where no one has wanted to be before?
Dare Blake, dare, for love has chosen you. She sent it to you as a balm for every wound on your soul.