But every spiteful word she ever wrote him was effortless love clenched in her fists. Her heart screaming for stability in this fiery game of desire.

“…..she needed him to know she did not care. She was spirited, tenacious, and fu…”

“Men always complained I had a lot of boyfriends. I never agreed, or disagreed. …”

“Love is not of value when this superficial contract must be drawn up, represent…”

“She is happy, she is bright.”