We are English, and I expect you to behave as such. No more crying.

How I'd love to get away from here and be someone else for a while in a place where no one knows or expects certain things from me.

What you want can be yours. But you must first know what it is you want.

I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.

It occurs to me that cricket is not the true sport in London - gossip is.

If there was one truth Evie had learned in her short life, it was that forgiveness was easier to seek than permission. She didn’t plan to ask for either one.

Pippa's laugh is bitter, tinged with tears. 'Ha! Why do girls think being beautiful will solve every problem? Being beautiful just creates problems. It's a misery. I wish I were someone else.