Where was that fragile, golden-fair Dresden doll I used to be? Gone.
Gone like porcelain turned into steel-made into someone who would
always get what she wanted, no matter who or what stood in her way.
Gone like porcelain turned into steel-made into someone who would
always get what she wanted, no matter who or what stood in her way.
( V.C. Andrews )
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