THE LUXE IS . . . Pretty girls in pretty dresses, partying until dawn. Irresistible boys with mischievous smiles and dangerous intentions. White lies, dark secrets, and scandalous hookups. This is Manhattan in 1899.
Anna GodbersenHenry closed his eyes and imagined the sweet petulant woundedness with which she had stared at him on the beach. He felt a little proud that she could love him.
Anna GodbersenTo look in the face of hard things and keep moving forward - that's what one has to do.
Anna GodbersenDiana felt she was beginning to understand why, in all those novels she read, the headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.
Anna Godbersen