" They were good friends, weren’t they? The best of friends. She ought to be able to walk into his room and ask him the reason for his absence this evening—and the reason for his absence from her bed.

But she couldn’t, because it was all a sham, their friendship, at least on her part, a disguise for her true feelings, an awful solace for not being his one and only.

A thing without wings. "

― Sherry Thomas , Ravishing the Heiress (Fitzhugh Trilogy, #2)