You are my endless love.
She had nothing left, of this man, what else did he want from her, what else could he have from her?
“I have nothing left. Nothing left. Look at me carefully, look at me carefully.” She leaned on the sofa, bringing her face close to his eyes, the distance was only an inch, and her voice had become hoarse and sharp: “Look carefully! Look carefully! What else do I have? What else is there to catch your eye, tell me. I will give it to you. As long as you find something in me, just say it, and I will give it to you.”
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