Report, if you have a problem with this page“ Though it pained me, I gave in. Why was it that I repeatedly succumbed to the first whisper of a promised maybe? How did the enticer, hope, always find my heart unguarded? There was no such thing as hope. Not for me. Why was it so hard to accept that? ”
Richelle E. Goodrich
From : Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher
