“After two weeks came the first letter from Alexander. Tatiasha, Can there be anything harder than this? Missing you is a physical aching that grips me early in the morning and does not leave me, not even as I draw… — Paullina Simons Copy Share Image
“You think she needs a chaperone?” When they didn’t answer, the nun tutted disapprovingly. “Let me explain something to you, Mrs. Attaviano, and I… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
When Tatiana looked up from her ice cream, she saw a soldier staring at her from across the street. — Paullina Simons Copy Share
“You want to know what I thought of in that boat? I thought, I have to stay alive. Tatiasha will never forgive me.” — Paullina Simons Copy Share
Tatiana had imagined her Alexander since she was a child, before she believed that someone like him was even possible. When she was a… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
“Alexander: “First we will send the frontovik into the streets with guns. When they are dead, we will send me, with a tank, like… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
“Have a joke for me Tania," he says, "I could use a joke." "Hmm." She thinks, looks at him, looks to see where Anthony… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
I'm going to die with Alexander's hand on my face, Tatiana thought. That is not a bad way to die. I cannot move. I… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
“They came with their children, for no one left the children behind - it was for the children they had come, wanting to give… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
We can’t forget that I owe you my life.” She gazed at him. “We can’t forget that I belong to you.” “I like that… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
“Come on,” he said quietly, bending to her and lifting her whole into his arms. He carried her inside. After setting her down next… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
Alexander knew that before he had light instead of darkness, he had to deserve light instead of darkness. — Paullina Simons Copy Share
“What a prison you have set up for me with your first love.” She put her arms tighter around him and said teasingly, “Oh,… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
Please stop looking at me, she thought, afraid of his eyes and terrified of her own heart. — Paullina Simons Copy Share
“We’re moving cities, we’re changing our name just like this hotel. You call that all right?” “Yes,” she said. “We still have each other.… — Paullina Simons Copy Share
