I'd never felt so helpless - so hopeless - in my life as I did there. To be completely under someone's power, with no one to turn to for help, to make someone feel like they're at fault for you hurting them .. . I realized that was exactly what I'd done to Carly. That hangs over me every day. Richelle Mead
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