... He didn't know how to say good-bye. His throat ached from the strain of holding back his emotions. “I don't want to leave you,” he said humbly, reaching for her cold, stiff hands. Emma lowered her head, her tears… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Her throat ached: adoration, heartbreak, in equal measure. “Kiss me,” she said. “Please. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
