It suddenly made sense. Only twice in his life had he felt this inexplicable, almost mystical attraction to a woman. Heโd thought it remarkable, to have found two, when in his heart heโd always believed there was only one perfect woman out there for him. His heart had been right. There was only one.
Julia QuinnOh, very well, do you want to know why I really think you should keep a journal?" She nodded. "Because someday you're going to grow into yourself, and you will be as beautiful as you already are smart.
Julia QuinnShe could not bear the thought. She simply could not bear the thought that she might somehow prove to her grandfather that her mother had indeed been a fool and her father had been a damned fool and that she was the damnedest fool of them all.
Julia QuinnMilk?โ Lady Bridgerton asked. โThank you,โ Gareth replied. โNo sugar, if you please.โ โHyacinth takes hers with three,โ Gregory said, reaching for a piece of shortbread. โWhy,โ Hyacinth ground out, โwould he care?โ โWell,โ Gregory replied, taking a bite and chewing, โhe is your special friend.
Julia QuinnHyacinth,โ Lady Bridgerton said in a vaguely disapproving voice, โdo try to speak in complete sentences.โ Hyacinth looked at her mother with a surprised expression. โBiscuits. Are. Good.โ She cocked her head to the side. โNoun. Verb. Adjective.โ โHyacinth.โ โNoun. Verb. Adjective.โ Colin said, wiping a crumb from his grinning face. โSentence. Is. Correct.
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