“Rosalind: “Elias told me that you met with your uncle this morning. Whatever did he say to put you in such a bad temper?” Christopher: “Do you really want to know?” Rosalind: “Of course I do.” Christopher: “He told me… — Kate Pearce Copy Share Image
“Rosalind: “So you don't want me either?” Rosalind flung up her hands. “Good! Because I am tiered of dealing with men. I really don't need any of you!” Rhys: “That's the spirit, my lady. Keep that up and we'll all… — Kate Pearce Copy Share Image
