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We are all hiding , Constance thought with a shiver of surprise. It was what the world demanded of women in order to protect their hearts. Fight their battles. Survive. Perhaps that was the lesson woven through Sita’s placid smile—the secret of what had to be kept safe until the time was right to unleash it upon the world.

“Maybe Neil isn’t rich, but I don’t need a rich husband. I have plenty of money. I need a husband who isn’t going to try to turn me into something I’m not. And Neil would never do that.”

This! Money isn't everything and you don't need to be crazy rich to have a good life.

only it was Constance’s face he saw hovering above him as she pinned his hands to the headboard. Constance who was staring at him right now, puzzled by Neil’s conspicuously ongoing silence.


Omg the way he's just as bad as his sister 💀

Ellie sat up. “You mean… He and the maharaja. You’re suggesting they might be…”

I KNEW I WASNT BEING DELUSIONAL!!

Kalb immediately crawled back up into his lap, where Adam absentmindedly scratched his ears.

Can we just talk about how Adam got like 10 times Hotter after getting Kalb also the fact that they just call the dog dog is hilarious the Egyptian guy obviously said kalb as in a species not an actual name 😭😭😂

“But India is no more capable of ruling herself than dogs are of organizing a kennel.” ...“What the liberals fail to understand is that it has always been a matter of war here, however much it might currently wear the veneer of civil cooperation. The British presence in India has been and always will be a matter of conquest.”

That's what they also thought about The Mediterranean/Africa. Ugh i hate rich ppl.

“The Ramayana,” Borthwick echoed thoughtfully. “A prince in exile loses his wife to a demon king. Sets out on a heroic journey to retrieve her. But that’s only a devotional story for the Hindu portion of the population.”
“It’s not a religious text for Indian Muslims, but they might still value it as part of their history,” Neil retorted.

I wonder if that's true? 👀

Constance was an objectively lovely woman—but she was still the danger gnome, the diminutive monster that had wreaked havoc over his childhood. They were friends—just a couple of mates. It was one thing to be mates and be aware that one of you happened to be exceptionally attractive. It was something else to vividly imagine sliding your hands up your mate’s skirt while her ample breasts heaved against your chest.

He is mine, body and soul, Ellie burned to say. I know the groan he makes when you touch him in the right place. I have tasted the salt of his tears on my lips. And you will keep your filthy claws off him.

Girl!! Just marry the man and stop your misery or at least fake marry him like Connie said 🤷🏼‍♀️

“Do you know, that’s never happened to me in England.” Constance stared out over the golf course, gloved hands resting on the rail. “Isn’t that funny? There are the occasional rude comments, of course, or the dowagers who are simply a little dim and warn me I’m spending too much time in the sun. But I’m not sure I’ve ever experienced something quite so…”

Oh my baby girl 💔