He must love you very much,' Gavril said once I had my footing.
I couldn't look at him. 'What makes you say that?' Gavril sighed. 'I've known Maxon since he was a child. He's never stood up to his father like that. ↗
- I’ve met nearly every woman in this room, and I can’t think of one who would make a better friend. I’d be glad to have you stay. -
My relief was inexpressible.
- Do you think,- Maxon asked, - that I could still call you ‘my dear’?-
- Not a chance,- I whispered. ↗