I pulled out box after box, setting them haphazardly around the room. My organization lacked something - like, say, organization.
Richelle MeadAdrian's face was the picture of perfect politeness and restraint, meaning something disastrous was about to happen.
Richelle MeadHe didn't see me looking at him, but I could tell the ceremony was having the same effect on him. He was enraptured. It was a rare and sweet look for him, reminding me of the tortured artist that lived beneath the sarcasm. I liked that about Adrianโnot the tortured part, but the way he could feel so deeply and then transform those emotions into art.
Richelle MeadAdrian!You Used compulsion on that guy. That.... I mean, it's....." "Awesome?Yeah,I Know
Richelle MeadEver since Dimitri came back...no, scratch that. Ever since you became obsessed with changing him, you've been torn over me. No matter what's happened between us, you've never really given yourself over to our relationship. I wanted to believe what you told me. I thought you were ready...but you weren't.
Richelle Mead