My dearest Lucy,” he said, his gaze never wavering from hers, “I would die for you.

“Does he lay with you in the grass? Does he stare up at the stars, speaking of h…”

“Jane, you are my confidante, my helpmate, my friend. My lover. You are everythi…”

“I’m going to cut you,” Georgiana murmured. “I’m going to mark that face of your…”

“She reached for his wrist, clutched it. “How do I look?”“Hurt. Pained. Destroye…”