He is the one she's always loved deeply, holding a crucial place in her life, even her hatred for him is entwined in her heart, incapable of being truly heartless.
It destined her to long-lasting pain, struggling and wandering, deeply trapped in distress.
Slept until daylight.
Lying in such a warm embrace, Valentine Teller was reluctant to get up.
She turned over and leaned closer into that embrace, pursed her lips, and continued her sweet dreams.
Mark Reed had long awakened, watching the person in his arms, not daring to move, fearing that he might wake her, and the confrontation would begin again, on edge and tense.
Could it be that he still doesn't measure up to that man named Turstin?
This left him feeling stifled.
What's so good about that man that Valentine Teller can laugh so brightly when she's with him, giving him the illusion of happiness.
It's clear she doesn't love that man, yet she forces herself to be with him, which further irritates him.
