She looked not like a mother in her thirties, but like the girl he had fallen in love with, and he loved her still. She would always be that girl to him, no matter what happened. That was love, after all, the ability to see one’s youthful beloved in the aging stranger with her face. He would always love her, he thought. He was made to love her.

-Melissa de la Cruz

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