It was finally becoming clear to her that love wasn't about finding someone perfect to marry. Love was about seeing through to the truth of a person, and accepting all their shades of light and dark. Love was an ability.

“Cat doesn’t have to work. She’s a woman of independent means. I settled enough …”

“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice.His mouth brushed the …”

“The worst part about loving someone, Merripen, is that there will al­ways be th…”

“It might do wonders for your marriage,” Amelia continued. “It’s lovely to talk …”