My heart is damaged and there's a void that can never be filled. I've spent centuries searching for one simple cure, how to mend a shattered soul. Each and every time I believed I was close enough to capture it, I was then forsaken and the infected layers wrapped around my beating organ would denigrate to its core. I cannot deny that I am broken or that my actions are proof of that, but what I can promise is that there is a very small piece of my heart that remains untouched and in dire need of protection, and that is where what little hope I manage to have, resides. It is where the love for my daughter prospers, always and forever.
Love,
Klaus
Authors note:
I'm sorry I haven't been updating as much as I want but I've been really busy, and I'm working on a few chapters for, 'For the love of a daughter', as we speak and I promise by the weekend they will be posted. Thank you for your patience and support!
