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1 " My cello is my voice. It's my world. My whole life "
― Emily Albright , Perfect Harmony
2 " Edmund stood up quickly and cupped my face in his hands. His thumb traced the track of my tear, wiping it away and sending shivers through me. “Are you crying?” I sighed. “Yes, I’m crying.” My voice didn’t sound right thanks to my plugged nose. “It’s been a really rough day and I’d just like to be left alone. So, can you go?” I feebly pushed against his chest. “Evie,” he whispered, my name a plea. “Please, tell me I’m not the reason you’re crying?” The way he looked at me made me want to bawl even more. From his face, I could tell the idea that he’d made me cry was torturous. I looked up at him, wanting him closer and hating myself for it. “Today was really crappy and yes, you’re part of that.” I pulled my face away from his hand. “But you’re far from the only reason.” He pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. “I’m so sorry. I never wanted to make you cry. I was a complete arse.” “Yes, you were.” He leaned me back and smiled softly. “Well, at least we can agree. "
― Emily Albright , The Heir and the Spare
3 " Oh my God. It hit me in a dizzying rush. I love him. The colorful room tilted in my vision. I’m in love with him. There was no going back; I was in too far and felt too much. I wanted him. There was only one option: take the leap, enjoy the ride down, and pray the landing didn’t kill me. My heart’s going to get so mangled. "
4 " Chloe narrowed her eyes. “Americans are all the same. Arrogant, self-entitled trash. You are evidently no exception.” She looked away. “Huh, and here I assumed you had the corner on self-entitlement. Then again, I guess it complements that elitist attitude you’ve got going on. "
5 " On the way out, Jax pushed ahead of me so she could exit first. Just outside the doors she spun and said, “I’m so glad we had our talk. I do hope we’re on the same page.” “Same page?” I laughed. “How can we be? We’re in two different books. "
6 " That’s not what I meant. It’s just I’m irritated for you. Bloody hell, just watching the two of you circle around each other and never hitting the mark is frustrating.” I laughed. “I feel for you, Caroline, really I do.” The four of us burst into giggles, just as the guys came in. "
7 " May your twentieth year be full of amazing adventures, love, laughter, and joy. Be happy, my love, and follow your dreams. Anything is possible. As always, I’ll be watching over you. Love you forever, my darling girl. "
8 " Stop being so logical, that’s not why I called you.” Abby laughed. “Sorry, but if you didn’t want the truth, you shouldn’t have called me. You know I’m not going to lie to you.” “I know.” I grinned. “What kind of best friend are you?” I chuckled. She was right, and I knew it. "
9 " Your Grace, I appreciate the offer, but no thank you. Quite frankly, I don’t want, nor do I need, the acceptance of people whose primary concern is whether my blood is blue enough or if I’m titled. If Edmund loves me, as you say he does,” I began thinking, because he sure hasn’t said anything to me, “he’ll love me regardless of what his friends say. Otherwise, he’s not worthy of my time.” My hand was on the doorknob when she chuckled. “Despite her not raising you for long, you are your mother’s daughter. You’re just like Lilliana. She couldn’t be forced or coerced into anything and you appear to be the same.” Clarice’s face softened and she actually smiled. Without a thought, I went to the bed and sat. I’m really like my mother? Warm fuzzies sprang up all over my body. "
