Claudia Cassoma

The Man i Love Killed Me Claudia Cassoma

To all hearts, especially the disillusioned ones.

She has no idea what she is looking for, she barely knows who she is, so when he comes, she can't grasp what she finds. Flawed declarations of love, empty promises, full-mouthed pretenses, among other things, many stinging contradictions-Clarissa has to face them all. The man she loves sharpens feelings eclipsed deep within her bosom. Between them: a history of blushed gazes, long telephonic exchanges, and, with blissful pain, unforgettable orgasms. Clarissa struggles with understanding her individuality, sometimes, expressing her sexuality at will, accepting his absences, and lightly waiting for the possibility of shared moments of theirs. In this trying journey, she's a drop in the ocean that is he, and it is in it that she loses herself over and over. With every one of his comings and goings, she is forced to figure out whether he is what she feels or what she knows to be true. To her ill-luck, her happy ending may also be tied to the death of her greatest love. She believes that the demise of all that ever wronged her will allow her to reclaim her identity and restart.