One day at a time. You rise, you eat, you bathe, and you talk to the few people you can tolerate while feeling so wretched. Over time, it hurts a little less. Then a little less. And so on...Until one morning, you will awake and realize the pain is only a memory. It will always be with you, but it will eventually lack the power to cripple you.
Sylvia DayThere were thousands of women in New York alone who could replace me in his life, but there was only one Gideon Cross.
Sylvia DayHis kisses were gifts. He kissed with everything he had, with power and passion and hunger and love. He held nothing back, giving everything, exposing everything.
Sylvia Day…was designed to protect his heart, to bind me and bribe me to stay with him no matter what. He was giving everything he had.
Sylvia Day