Once he had taken hold, he did not let go. It was not a handshake, it was a possession.

“Only someone who had experienced such bitter despair would be able to recognize…”

“Now he knew that it was only love when you knew there could be no end to it. Wh…”

“I closed my eyes, thinking, Let me love you, Hardy, just let me.”

“I’m wishing very hard,” she whispered. “Are you, Lillian?”“Yes,” Lillian murmur…”