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i want julian haites so bad. i don’t think anyone understands what i’d do for this man to be mine. his pov in this book is my roman empire. i wanna crawl into his mind and live there forever🥹

i give her a tiny smile as i push her hair behind her ears.
”in another life i reckon i could have loved you,�� i tell her.
she gives me a little smile back.
”in another life i would have let you—��
never you mind that i already love her in this one.

i seriously just wanna cry and never stop.

”sorry. you’re just—�� i shake my head and laugh once even though none of this is funny to me. “so beautiful it hurts.��
”you can’t say that to me.��
i like making her go weak. “i’ll say shit like that to you forever if you’ll let me.��

I’M SO SICK IN LOVE. weak in the knees. i can’t.

i never thought that he’d morph into one of those rare people whose presence undoes you, and not only in a bad way (but yes in a bad way), but also in a good way where he makes me feel safe when i’m not safe, brave when i’m not brave, and okay when i’m not okay.

i’m desperate to know how it feels to be completely undone by christian hemmes because damn.

the MYSTERY?!?!? oh i’m gonna eat this up😭✋��

the urge to continue this book, but i wanna finish my review for mp2 first, but i’m in a little review slump so i’m just sitting here admiring my bookshelves :)

i didn’t know how to pack him down, i didn’t know how to take loving him apart—i don’t think i can. i think i accidentally loved him in a way where he’ll be my weak knee forever.

i love their love sm it hurts.

i was supposed to start this three days ago, but my sadness, due to the last book, had other plans for me🤸🏻‍♀��i’ve been crying randomly everyday since. daisychristian, pls fill the hole in my heart🥺