There was a fine line between love and hate, so fine that you didn't know you'd lost balance until it was too late.

There was a fine line between love and hate, so fine that you didn't know you'd lost balance until it was too late.

Dane was staring holes into my face while I was imagining how much sexier he'd look without his head.

Dane was staring holes into my face while I was imagining how much sexier he'd look without his head.

Między miłością, a nienawiścią istnieje cienka granica, tak cienka, że nawet nie wiesz kiedy tracisz równowagę, dopóki nie jest już na to za późno.

Między miłością, a nienawiścią istnieje cienka granica, tak cienka, że nawet nie wiesz kiedy tracisz równowagę, dopóki nie jest już na to za...