did you miss your broken doll

Amazingly written!! I must say, do not miss a chapter for this piece of art is something you shouldn't miss, add this book to your library. You won't regret you did, you will see that it's worth your read.

Mr.Author, I'll be honest with you. Your idea is good but unfortunately, it's an old idea. Furthermore, even though your idea is good you did not execute it well enough and to add salt to an injury, your grammar is extremely broken to the point where I, a reader whose English is my third languages could perceive how broken your grammar. I know my review is somewhat harsh but I did not have any intent to discourage you or stop you from writing a novel, but I really do encourage you to learn and fix your English and sincerely wish you luck in your journey to great success. And I'll appreciate you more if you did not delete this review of mine.

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why did you delete the useless but broken talent novel?

“You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. You loved me - what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have no broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! would you like to lie with your soul in the grave?”