Saturday, November 2, 2013


“She'd always thought that a broken heart sounded rather romantic. But in truth it was physical. Her whole chest ached, as if she'd been struck with a knife. With all her witless calculations about how to make a man desire her, she'd never realized that the most important thing was to make him like her. Or even love her. 
What a fool she was.” 

― Eloisa James
Kiss Me, Annabel

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