“ Will you be my forever, Donia? ”
Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.
~ Melissa Marr
We are what we are, neither a good or as bad as others paint us. And what we are doesn't change how truly we feel, only how free we are to follow those feelings.
Choose to be happy. It is what we have all done.
In the end mortals always expired before faeries. They were such finite creatures. Their first heartbeat and breath were but a blink from death. To add the weight of nourishing his insatiable court in a time of peace was to hasten that unconscionably.
