She Went On Because There Was No

I Thought Of Betrayal And How It Came So Easily - In A Word, A Glance, A Gesture.

The Warmth Of His Embrace Soaked Into Me, A Powerful Charm Against The Dark Things.

This Is A—a Proposal Of Marriage?” He Asked Me, And There Was The Very Smallest Trace Of A Smile At The Corner Of His Mouth, Something I Had Never Seen Before. “i Suppose So,” I Said, Blushing Again. “and, As You See, I’m Doing It Properly, On My Knees.” “this Would, However, Be A Partnership Of Equals You’re Offering, I Imagine?” “undoubtedly.” (448-49)

If A Man Has To Say Trust Me, Gogu Conveyed, It's A Sure Sign You Cannot. Trust Him, That Is. Trust Is A Thing You Know Without Words.

I Had Grown Up. I Had Learned That Being A Woman Was Knowing When To Stand Firm And When To Compromise. I Had Learned To Laugh And Weep; I Had Learned That I Was Weak As Well As Strong. I Had Learned To Love. I Was No Longer A Rigid, Upright Tree That Would Not Flex And Bow, Even Though The Gale Threatened To Snap It In Two; I Was The Willow That Bends And Shivers And Sways, And Yet Remains Strong.