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“Take it,” he said, nodding toward his open palm. “If you fall, I fall with you.”

how can i read this book for the first time for 100 more times?

She & Him-I thought I saw your face today

“Perhaps I am not so vengeful as you.” His words needled me as I placed the coin carefully into my palm. The feel of the metal in my hand was comforting, like the drowsy heat of a sun-warmed stone, and a gentle sort of softness expanding within me. It seemed as though I wasn’t as alone as I’d thought.

It was proving to be a more difficult habit to break than I’d anticipated, thinking of him. Like a lingering itch, all the more tempting now that I couldn’t scratch it.

Yet I did have one advantage-one that I was certain neither Ophelia nor Sybil had possessed.
To open the door, they required a key, I did not.

In Eliot’s mind, had there been any difference between the other maiden and me? Or were we only a pair of puppets, stitched from separate cloth but made for the same functions, holding all the same emptiness within?

His fingers flexed when our stares met, his eyes slightly widening, and I knew, in the hazy and omnipotent way one understands another’s motivations in a dream, that he was reacting to the memory of his hands on my skin the day before.

“Why did you assume I would ask you about Eliot Lear the other day?”
Marie-Louise’s brow furrowed. “Because of how he watches you, of course,” she said. Her stare flicked away, darting just over my shoulder. “There-he is doing it now.”

Unbidden, another image rose in my mind: of myself, crouched before the windowsill, Eliot’s palm rubbing assurances into my back.

Yet I had seen the fear in his eyes when he held me earlier, and its memory made my denial feel like a lie.

my cuties ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 he was worried for her

In my head, memories rose up, unbidden and unable to be tamped down again-
‘A hotel lobby. A figure sitting alone at the bar. There is something in his hand, golden and glittering- a watch.’
‘I have a feeling you’re able to open a great many doors, Miss Lovett Tamerlane-‘
No. Resurfacing from the images felt like emerging from a crash of water


her remembering how they first met ❤️‍🩹