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 GodbersenShe had rarely been near Henry since then, and the sight of him now was like a concentrated dose.
Anna GodbersenShe was like a heroine in a novel that she herself was writing the character kept protesting that she was too strong for love and yet the narrator went on describing her desire.
Anna GodbersenIt had been an awful thing to lose Henry the first time, to matrimony, but to discover what a false front he was capable of was another kind of blow, and it had left her almost speechless. Then there was the fury with herselfโfor she had known what Henryโs love was, and still she had gone back to suffer a little more at his hands.
Anna Godbersen