“Her mind turned to those paintings. The locked treasure chest, the masks, the dark woods. Those symbols were emblematic of her own secret pain—the inaccessibility of love, the inscrutability of men, her own loneliness. She could never confess those intimate… — Michelle Marcos Copy Share Image
“I give you my name, my earthly possessions, and my eternal love. But of all the things I have, the thing I want most… — Michelle Marcos Copy Share Image
“Lady Ponsonby was right. The forbidden fruit isn't shaped like an apple. It's shaped like a banana.” — Michelle Marcos Copy Share Image
“You are a bit like that painting, Minnow. Remember how lovingly and carefully formed you are. Your thoughts, your talents, your memories, your mistakes…… — Michelle Marcos Copy Share Image
“Her mind turned to those paintings. The locked treasure chest, the masks, the dark woods. Those symbols were emblematic of her own secret pain—the… — Michelle Marcos Copy Share Image
