Memories of Midnight
- Monica Gasconhar citeretfor 5 år siden
She was anonymous, a stranger living among strangers. - barbiegreen36har citeretfor 7 år siden
A poet once said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. - ummurahi786har citeretfor 4 år siden
there were tantalizing flashes of memo - ummurahi786har citeretfor 4 år sidenShe was anonymous, a stranger living among strangers
- ummurahi786har citeretfor 4 år sidenthere were tantalizing flashes of memory, glimpses of vague, ephemeral images that came and went too quickly for her to grasp them, to hold them and examine them. They came at unexpected moments, catching her off guard and filling her with confusion.
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woof and warp - shristijha7har citeretfor 4 år sidenAgios Constantinous Day
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- Monica Gasconhar citeretfor 5 år sidenOne day he’ll get tired of all his whores, Melina thought, and he’ll realize that he needs only me.
- Monica Gasconhar citeretfor 5 år sidenI’d be careful if I were you. Don’t rush into anything.”
“I won’t,” Catherine promised.
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