And I hope you will not think me foolish when I also extend my thanks. Thank you, Michael, for letting my son love her first. โfrom Janet Stirling, dowager Countess of Kilmartin, to Michael Stirling, Earl of Kilmartin
Julia QuinnEloiseis getting married as well.โ โEloise?โ Michael asked with some surprise. โWas she even being courted by anyone?โ โNo,โ Francesca said, quickly flipping to the third sheet of her motherโs letter. โItโs someone sheโs never met.โ โWell, I imagine sheโs met him now,โ Michael said in a dry voice.
Julia QuinnSuddenly it was too hard to be in his presence, too painful to know that he would belong to someone else.
Julia QuinnThere,โ she said triumphantly. โLike that.โ He began to wonder if they were speaking the same language. โLike what?โ โThat! What you just said.โ He crossed his arms. It seemed the only acceptable reply. If she couldnโt speak in complete sentences, he saw no reason why he had to speak at all.
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