“Trust you? Rue--trust you? You counterfeited your own death rather than wed me. You told me you'd rather die than stay in Darkfrith. I can't--I don't know how to fix that. I don't know how to mend it. Tell me." He took a step toward her. "Tell me, and I'll do it.” KnowsI CanDiesStepsKnow HowRue Author:Shana Abe
“Is that why you came?' 'No, I came because I simply can't get enough of people looking down their noses at me. The girls at school are getting frightfully lax about it.' 'Are they? How remiss of them. We're taught from the cradle how to look down our noses, you know, we rich sons of bitches. Perhaps Westcliffe's curriculum is a tad too liberal these days.” PeopleKnowsLooksEnoughSchoolGirlRichTaughtSonThese DaysNosesCradleCurriculumLooking DownLax Author:Shana Abe
