You've been betrothed."Her hand dropped from the unruly seam at her shoulder. She stared straight ahead at his sun-touched skin."To...Henry Lazar." It wasn't easy for him to say the name.Valerie felt something fall to the floor of her stomach like a wet rag."No," she said, not wanting to believe him. "No, no," she told his chest.Peter stood mute, wishing he could tell her what she wanted to hear."It's not possible," she said."It is. I'm telling you, it's done.
-Sarah Blakley-Cartwright
Select a background
More quotes by Sarah Blakley-Cartwright
Popular Authors
A curated listing of popular authors.