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“I want you to know I have never loved anyone like I love you. More than Darcy loved Elizabeth or Heathcliff loved Cathy. I just don’t want to make you a widow.” “I never really understood why Brontë is considered to be a romance writer. We were required to read Wuthering Heights in high school and I always believed that her novel showcased the bleakest aspects of human nature. The story provided readers with a small yet unforgettable glimpse into the depths of human cruelty. Personally, I never considered the story romantic because the love shared between Cathy and Heathcliff was fatal, not just for themselves but for those around them. Their souls were incompatible, and they were a toxic pairing. Despite their love, passion, jealousy, and desire for connection, they were unable to recognize this fact.” “I was never a fan of Victorian romance novels.” “It was never one of my favorites. It’s often viewed as one of the great romance novels of all time, but I think it represents something darker: the fatal, selfish side of love, obsession, and abuse. To this day, I have not encountered a more accurate depiction of how love can become selfish.” “Why do you say that?” Xuan asked. “Because I think you have to love someone in the way that I love you to truly understand what love means... and to understand how wrong the story is. My soul and yours are the same in a way that Catherine and Heathcliff’s could never be. Widow or not, I will never stop loving you, Xuan. You have mesmerized me. My very soul has been entangled completely by you over these past three years. If Brontë or Austen could write the greatest love story of all time they’d write our story. And whether you marry me or not, how I feel about you will never change.”

“The mean-spirited, unpredictable cancer beast had changed all of our lives. There were unspoken details of our life before cancer. Now, only the stark reality of life after cancer remained. I was acutely aware that, regardless of the treatment’s outcome, we were bound in a race against time. A relentless clock, damnably ticking away, measured the fleeting seconds of Xuan’s life. Its insistent rhythm served as a re- minder of our finite journey. Though it may have momentarily paused, the clock would invariably resume its steady wind down toward zero.”

“If you're waiting for me to declare my undying love for you, I can't do that yet, blood-bond or no blood-bond. If you think I'm the swoony type of heroine you find in romance novels, who'll fall into your arms just because you saved me from an alternate reality or whatever, get ready to leave empty handed, because I don't want to be caught.”

“Γιατί ρε μωρό μου δεν μπορούμε να ερωτευθούμε χωρίς βαρίδια πάνω μας; Να μην πούμε «εγώ αυτό το πράμα με εσένα θα το ζήσω και όσο πάει». Μια ώρα, μια στιγμή, μια μέρα, έναν μήνα, όσο πάει.. όσο η «ανάγκη» μας δεν μας αφήνει να κάνουμε τίποτα άλλο από το να μοιραζόμαστε τον χρόνο μας και τα κορμιά μας. Να τα δίνουμε. Να τα προσφέρουμε ελεύθερα ο ένας στον άλλον.. ..για να ασελγήσουν πάνω τους οι πιο βαθιές μας «ανάγκες». ..για να νιώσουμε πώς είναι όταν αισθάνεσαι ζωντανός.”

“You do,” Bellona agreed absently, still working at getting her own hair free. Jeez, how many pins did she have in there? “Need a haircut that is.” Elliot’s eyes flicked to Sully, seeking his opinion. Sully pinched his lips together to keep from smiling and minutely shook his head in the negative. He liked Elliot’s hair longer than regulation. Elliot’s smile shifted into a smug smirk he hid by taking another sip from his canteen.”

“He knew how often I needed to travel to be sane, what my favorite places were, which seat I would choose in a restaurant, which songs I listened to depending on my mood, how I looked when I was hungry, how much sugar I would like in my coffee, what hurt me and what would fix it, when I craved a hug and how tight should that be, how to make out my mood from my voice and how fast my heart would beat if I was asked to address a gathering of five hundred people.”

“I told you in York,” he said. “It isn’t over.” Her eyes closed briefly against a swell of such raw yearning she didn’t know whether to weep or to swoon. He bent his head to hers. “It never has been. Not for me.” She felt his breath warm against her lips for a suspended moment before his mouth captured hers. A muffled gasp. A flicker of doubt. And then . . . Oh, and then. Her lips softened, yielding beneath his as if they’d been waiting for him all this time. A low growl of approval sounded in his throat. It reverberated within her, a thoroughly disconcerting sensation. She wanted—”

“Our eyes met and a never-before feeling entered our hearts. We gazed at each other longingly. We were indeed smitten by each other. Even before we realised, our lips locked. Ah, my first kiss. I had heard stories of how the first kiss is etched in one’s memory forever. This was absolute bliss. I felt a sense of belonging, a sense of togetherness. He took me by surprise with his proposal of love for me. Those magical words still linger in my heart. My dream of finding the right man had become a reality.”

“Her eyes widened. I assumed in alarm, but who the hell knew what was going on in her stubborn head. I took the coffee cup from her hand and rested it on the grass next to mine. I leaned in toward her slowly. Her eyes remained steady on mine. Just as I was so close I could feel her warm erratic breath on my face, her hand landed on my chest. “What are you doing?” she whispered. Maintaining eye contact I smiled, reached out, held the back of her head and pulled her closer still. “What I should have done ten years ago.” ~ Preston, A Perfect Moment”

“I had looked at him and the surrounding noise faded away and time seemed to come to a standstill. And in that moment of crystal clear clarity, I had known with unwavering certainty that whatever beckoned in the future, he was going to figure in it. Our destinies were irrevocably intertwined. It was not rational, it was electrifying.”