There are advantages to being the second-born. Heirs have the responsibility. Second sons have the fun.
Romance was entirely out of the question for both of us. But in so removing it, we found something far greater. We found friendship.
I know we could not be any more different, but there is one thing we do share, the certainty that you will make your own way in this world.[to Eloise]
I am tired of pretending. And I cannot continue acting as if I do not love you. Because I do. I love all of you. Even the parts that you believe are too dark and too shameful. Every scar. Every flaw. Every imperfection. I love you.[to Simon]
Be it shame or slander, seduction or smear, there is but one thing that humbles even the most highly-regarded members of our dear ton; a scandal!
We could pretend to form an attachment. With you on my arm, the world will believe I’ve finally found my duchess. Every presumptuous mother in town will leave me alone, and every suitor will be looking at you. You must know, men are always interested in a woman when they believe another, particularly a duke, to be interested as well.
There are perhaps darker turns in these woods than we’ve been taught to expect, but there is light to be found at their end. And I know, one day, we both will find it.[to Eloise]