And then Alec had a providient thought. "D'you want my sister?"
"Octavia!" Hugh gasped at him. "isn't she twelve?"
"She's nineteen."
"I can't marry her. I'd keep picturing her as twelve.

Autor: Julia Quinn

And then Alec had a providient thought. "D'you want my sister?"<br />"Octavia!" Hugh gasped at him. "isn't she twelve?"<br />"She's nineteen."<br />"I can't marry her. I'd keep picturing her as twelve. - Julia Quinn



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