Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

"I love you, and I don't care who you love. I don't care if I'm not in your heart, but you can only be mine."

What's this about wanting the soul but not the body, or the body but not the soul? He wants both.

If he had to choose just one, there's no doubt, it would have to be the body.

With the body, having the person by your side, constant as the tides, time grinding away bit by bit, sooner or later, I'll make you mine.

Tyrone was unlike anyone else, unlike anyone Quintessa had ever met. She didn't know how to describe Tyrone.

Sometimes he was like a child, other times a troublemaker, and yet, he could also take on the world for her. She had hated him, used him, and now... she didn't know what she felt for him. Quintessa had always held her defenses tight, fully aware of her situation, knowing what she had to do, and understanding what would come after everything was done.

She knew she wasn't heading for a good end...

she deserved

Tyrone's eyes, Quintessa felt a tumult of emotions. If only she were just a regular office worker, just

the struggle in Quintessa's eyes, her

almost wanted to say: forget it,

he thought about the stakes, thought about Alexander,

clutched at the fabric of her clothes, palms sweaty, her throat

see her own heart clearly, but she couldn't. It felt like

for Quintessa, for the first time showing her disarray in front of Tyrone. Her eyes betrayed unspeakable fear, her lips quivering, "I... I don't know. It's like... I... might not know

in that instant. Her world

knew: I don't want others to love me, and I don't need to love others. I must become. strong, I must seek vengeance, I

was so insignificant, so small,

not to have friends, fearing a slight mistake would doom her