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“That’s notaway fro monumental crumbled inside Clio If there could be a sound for despondence, it would be the sound that she caught in her throat

“Half the time, you’re unhappy with yourself, half the ti-ups about sex For Christ’s sake, Clio, sex is not always about cuddling, and sharing dreams and words of love Sex should soo in bed But you can never do that, can you?”

“Do you not care at all about how I feel, Jackson?” The pitiful question left herit The desperation in her tone tied with the almost hopeful note made bile rise in her throat

It was like watching an alternate version of herself talking to Jackson, hoping he would give an answer that would fix everything she had heard last night, as if it could liness of their relationship

That infinitesi she had ever seen in her life

I don’t trust you to not crawl back to hione

Stefan’s word pricked her and she turned away from Jackson

Everything inside her shook, everything inside her wanted to fall apart and give in to thewithin But she couldn’t Not yet

Squaring her shoulders, she turned around and let the years of breeding that she had turned back on slide into place She had been taught by the best nannies in England about holding her own even when the world around her was in chaos

“I can’t call Jane today I don’t have time”

“Why the hell not?”

“I’s to do before that”

“Athens, Greece?”

A brittle smile curved herwon’t happen in any other place, I’”

“Christian Markos? The Christian Markos? You’re invited to his wedding?” The light that ca she had ever seen His suddenly positive energy and the smile that he flashed at her added another layer of ice around her heart

She h she had known it, the truth left her shaking

“Why have you never mentioned that you were acquainted with him?”