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But It Was Too Late Now. A Lifetime Too Late. A Million Wishes Too Late.

I Had To Let Go Of Him. But I Knew That As Long As I Lived, I Would Feel The Phantompain Of His Absence.

I Don’t Have Any Mottoes. If I Did I Would Forever Be Contradicting Them.

The London Season Is Like One Of Those Drury Lane Melodramas In Which Marriage Is Always The Ending. And No One Ever Seems To Give Any Thought As To What Happens After. But Marriage Isn’t The End Of The Story It’s The Beginning. And It Demands The Efforts Of Both Partners To Make A Success Of It.

She Had Never Experienced The Pain Of Unsatisfied Desire Before. It Hurt. It Hurt Like Nothing She'd Ever Felt, And There Seemed To Be No Remedy