❝ When the most beautiful, vibrant peony falls into a pit of hellfire, it withers and burns- just like every other flower in the field. But even the ugliest flower has feelings, nevertheless a woman who has raised from the depths of hell. ❞   She had the life of a

  You never looked at me the way I looked at you. You never lived the life I lived for you. How could you walk away as though it didn't matter to you? Why don't you turn around and look at me like I do? I'm right here, but why can't you see me like I did to you? Just look at me, damn it