While I thought my vengeful thoughts and made my plans to ruin her life when I could, Chris was tenderly kissing me. I hadn't even noticed. "Stop!" I cried when I felt his lips pressing down on mine. "Leave me alone! You don't love me like I want to be loved, for what I am. You love me because my face is like hers! Sometimes I hate my face!"
He looked terribly wounded as he backed toward the door. "I was only trying to comfort you," he said in a broken voice. "Don't turn it into something ugly.
He looked terribly wounded as he backed toward the door. "I was only trying to comfort you," he said in a broken voice. "Don't turn it into something ugly.
( V.C. Andrews )
[ Petals on the Wind ]
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