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Not love. Possibility.

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"This is not love at all..." ****

“You damned bastard, what do you think of yourself? Look at yourself. Who would want to marry you? You are just a…robot, who only talk and do what is in your program, you have nothing like a man who all girl wants, Even if you were the only man in the world, I would still not choose you, you bloody dog face!!!" Angry and red-faced she was still not done. "And now I'm done with you. I was simply joking to your dad cause you always do what you want, you never care what others want, you selfish bastard; you are always arrogant and rude; you need a lesson. But you always make me feel low and belittle and judge about my character. I QUIT”

“Then why kiss me? Why make me feel like I’m… like I’m something to you — only to pull away like it meant nothing?” His face twisted — tortured. “Because it meant too much.” Silence stretched between them, fragile and heavy. “I don’t want to want you,” Grayson said hoarsely. “Wanting you makes me weak. Makes me reckless. I built this life with walls for a reason.” Sienna stepped closer — anger laced with aching vulnerability. “Well, newsflash,” she snapped. “I didn’t ask for this either. I didn’t come here to play games with a man who hides behind his money and power. You kissed me, Grayson. And I’m not sorry for wanting more.”

"You shall burn away all accrued cynicism and earthly dross on your path to absolute immolation this eve..." "Just who the f**CK is this crazy guy?"

My dignity, my sense of propriety - none of it mattered to him. "Blair, why do you have to keep up appearances? Just cry. Who are you afraid will see? It's not like you're embarrassing him..." Tears dropped into my glass. I swallowed a mouthful mixed with tears, struggling. I was completely losing it right now, but I didn't want to care about anything anymore. I just wanted to drink myself to death! Those things I didn't understand - I didn't want answers anymore. My feelings for Levi - I didn't want to hold onto them anymore. My obsession with family - I had to let it go, too.

To him, it seemed like I was pretending—because in his eyes, someone surrounded by that much wealth had no reason to hold back. Whenever this topic came up, I would always say, "Darling, my standard of living is already higher than most people's. I don't yearn for material things, so wouldn't it be better to use the extra money for charity?" With unwavering conviction, I would continue, "Comparing ourselves to others only poisons the soul. It's a meaningless pursuit. When we have children one day, we should set a better example for them." But with every word, a restless desire would grow in Blake's heart. The more he loved me, the more fiercely he felt the urge to tear it all down.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.