“I’m not the slightest bit foxed,” he insisted, indignation lighting his vivid blue eyes. “I am perfectly serious. Will you marry me?” “No. I still cannot believe you are asking me. You must be drunk, but don’t worry,” she said… — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
“I suppose I should know better than to listen to gossip,” she said, feeling a prick of remorse. “Oh, some of it is true… — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
“Oh, do not pretend you are in love with me,” she said, stiffening. “Very well,” he said, stopping. “I will not pretend.” — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
“After the masquerade, if we had found each other, if I had asked it of you, would you have taken me as your lover?”… — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
“You still love me? After all I have done?” she asked, her voice breaking. “It doesn’t matter. Nothing that has happened matters. I am… — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
“Tears blurred her vision as she leaned over him. His mouth was surely made for smiling. For laughing. For kissing. Grief welled up along… — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
“I’m not the slightest bit foxed,” he insisted, indignation lighting his vivid blue eyes. “I am perfectly serious. Will you marry me?” “No. I… — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
“He brought the mirror carefully around the chaise, placing it where she could see herself in its shining surface. Now she guessed what he… — Elena Greene Copy Share Image
