Of course he didn't want her heart. He was right, what use was a heart like hers, a heart that was black and brittle, a heart that couldn't even win a prince? Still, it hurt so much when he refused it.
Trying to push down the bitterness rising in her throat, she forced herself to speak.
"Stop taking those girls' hearts. You don't need them."
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Trying to push down the bitterness rising in her throat, she forced herself to speak.
"Stop taking those girls' hearts. You don't need them."