Hunt looked like a man who had visited many woman's beds and knew exactly what to do in them.

The freedom of saying anything to him, telling all, relieved a burden I hadn't even realized I'd been carrying. In my relentless push to keep moving forward, there had been so many emotions I hadn't let myself inhabit fully, so many things I hadn't talked about. Now I couldn't quite catch up to myself.

Dear Lord,” she said in a strangled whisper. “I can bear it for a while...but please don't let it hurt forever.

It might do wonders for your marriage,” Amelia continued. “It’s lovely to talk to your husband after you’ve been to bed together. They just lie there feeling grateful and say yes to everything.” - Amelia to Poppy

Most of the time when couples argue, it’s not really about the thing they’re fighting about; there’s a deeper reason why they’re arguing.

Our gazes met. It seemed an entire conversation took place in that one glance. Each of us saw what we needed to know.

It was a train wreck happening right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it, except that not only was I watching, I was also the train.