Chapter 31
Better Half of Me" (Acoustic Version) by Dash Berlin, featuring Jonathan Mendohlsson
Broken promises die, like roadkill
There on the side of the street
Concrete casualties of love
Chewed up and spit out
Raise high then dropped down
And now I don't know what's left of me
But I'll collect myself and crawl through the shadows
Reach up my hands to the sky and shout out
I'll never make these same mistakes again
Cause someone up there holds the key to my heart
I'd do everything to tear it apart
By never allowing myself to let you win
When all I want is for you to see
The side that I don't show to anyone in fear that they may turn and run
Alone and incomplete
No more tears to cry and no more blood to bleed
I'll fall forever endlessly
When you should be the ground beneath my feet
The better half of me
When all I want is for you to see
The side that I don't show to anyone in fear that they may turn and run
Alone and incomplete
No more tears to cry and no more blood to bleed
When all I want is for you to see
The side that I don't show to anyone in fear that they may turn and run
Alone and incomplete
No more tears to cry and no more blood to bleed
I'll fall forever endlessly
When you should be the ground beneath my feet
The better half of me
When all I want is for you to see
The side that I don't show to anyone in fear that they may turn and run
Alone and incomplete
No more tears to cry and no more blood to bleed
The better half of me
Writer(s): J. Sutorius/S. Molijn/E. Kalberg/J. Mendelsohn
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Christine had impeccable taste. Of course he'd always known that—she was a sharp dresser, much too fashionable for Greenleigh—but when Elisabeth emerged from the bathroom, his hands were suddenly fumbling with his tie as he stared.
The dress was perfect. The shoes were perfect, giving her legs a long, slim line beneath the edge of the royal blue silk of the dress. Christine had nailed the color exactly right—a jewel tone that brought out the subtle auburn highlights in Elisabeth's brown hair and tamed her skin's tendency to look sallow by balancing the rose in her cheeks—although perhaps the heightened color was just embarrassment. She had probably never worn anything that short before, he thought.
"I wish I could help you with that tie, but I don't know anything about tying a tie," Elisabeth said, as he looked nervously back at the mirror and tried to fix the mess he'd made.
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