Catherine Doyle

So are you,’ she shot back.

‘I think you’re definitely winning in the friendship stakes right now.’

Her laugh tinkled down the line. ‘You’ve had your moments too, Gracewell.’

Gracewell. I bristled. That word. That lie.

It stood for nothing

Fly away safe, little Wren.

Rose, grow strong and true.

That laugh again, as beautiful as a winter sunset.

“Because you never know how much you’ll miss a moment until it’s behind you.”

She knew in her heart that the time for hope was long past.

she had always turned to books. They had been her escape, her comfort, her greatest joy.

He would go to the ends of the earth for her. And she would go, too, so long as he was there.

‘Because I love that you know who you are now,’

‘I choose you, Rose Valhart, and I will never stop choosing you. I promise you that. And this: I will do whatever I can in my power to bring you happiness, to keep you safe and to make you mine.’

‘This place might be my kingdom but you are my world, Rose. I love you.’