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Pretending The Past Doesn't Exist Is As Bad As Living In It.

Summerset, Don't You Ever Sleep?" "it's Lieutenant Dallas. She's--" Roarke Dropped His Briefcase, Grabbed Summerset By The Lapels. "has She Been Hurt? Where Is She?" "a Nightmare. She Was Screaming." Summerset Lost His Usual Composure And Dragged A Hand Over His Hair. "she Won't Cooperate. I Was About To Call Your Doctor. I Left Her In Her Private Suite." As Roarke Pushed Him Aside, Summerset Grabbed His Arm. "roarke, You Should Have Told Me What Had Been Done To Her." Roarke Merely Shook His Head And Kept Going. "i'll Take Care Of Her.

I Love You. I Don't Know When It Started, Years Ago Or Weeks. But I Know My Heart's Lost To You, And I Wouldn't Have It Another Way. You're What I Want, All There Is Of You.

What Do You Know About Life? " Bitterness Ached In Her Throat. " You Were Born With Everything. You Never Had To Struggle For A Single Thing You Wanted, Never Had To Worry If You'd Be Accepted Or Loved Or Wanted Back." He Stared At Her, Grateful For The Moment That She Couldn't See That He'd Spent Nearly Half Of His Life Worrying That She, The Single Thing He Wanted, Would Accept Him, Love Him, And Want Him Back.

What Other Thing, Eve?" "i Love You. Sometimes It Makes My Stomach Hurt, But I Kind Of Like It. Tired Now, Come To Bed. Love You.