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“-Eres tan preciosa y fría como el marfil..., pero yo siempre seré ébano”
― Mercedes Ron, Marfil

“Sometimes it’s faith that people hold on to. Sometimes, if you’re lucky enough, you can confide in someone else and trust them to pull you out of the pain before you dwell in it for too long. Pain is one of those hideous places that, once visited, you have to fight your way out, and even when you think you have escaped it, you find that it has permanently marked you. If you’re like me, you don’t have anyone to depend on, no one to take your hand and assure you that you’ll make it through this hell. Instead, you have to lace up your boots, grab your own hand, and pull yourself out.”
― Anna Todd, After We Fell

“- ¿Mi espalda?
- Sí -repitió colorada como un tomate, pero intentando disimularlo-. Me fusta no tener que mirarte a la cara -agregó ella, molesta”
― Mercedes Ron, Marfil

“La tortita que me había hecho tenía forma de elefante, con su trompa y todo, y le había salido casi perfecta”
― Mercedes Ron, Marfil