“I knew that before I asked . . . but part of me can’t help hoping that maybe this time, he’ll love me.” “As I can’t help hoping that my mother will rise, and will once again be the woman… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
“Knees suddenly weak, she reached for his forearms to stabilize herself. “You came for me.” He beamed, looking for all the world like a selfless, daring hero. “Don’t sound so surprised.” Dropping the cane, he pulled her into a crushing… — Marissa Meyer Copy Share Image
