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"He was a ship lost at sea. Sextant overboard, no wind in his sails, and only her star, her brilliant star, guiding him through the dark."

"Elías was weak for noting this. Weaker still for how his heart smarted with something akin to jealousy. No, he was not jealous. Jealousy was for men who stood a chance."

"Elías evidently has two sides at least, if not more. A knot of threads that she had no business untangling."

"She was like a palmful of mercury: achingly lustrous in light or gloom, slipping cool through his fingers."

"...then why had he seemed so gentle? Why had she felt such comfort in his presence?"