My chest tightens. “Zahra,... «The Fine Print»
valeriyatretyak2 мая 2022My chest tightens. “Zahra, I’m sorry. Hear me out—”
“I don’t want your apology. It means nothing coming from someone who wouldn’t know the first thing about feeling remorseful.”
I feel as foolish as motherfucking Mr. Darcy.
You’re comparing yourself to the fictional characters she loves now?
You’re fucked. Absolutely fucked.7