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How did he do it? One minute her world was blackmail and anger and skeletons in dark, shadowed corners, and then Sam Moore walked into the room. It was as though he walked in an almost imperceptible beam of light, which rendered the terrifying ordinary, and the ordinary beautiful.
Love isn’t naïve, Alva. It’s hope, and it’s faith, and it can outlast buildings and wars and empires.”
“Alva, three days ago I proclaimed my undying love and devotion to you and asked you to marry me. I simply cannot fathom why you are so constantly surprised by the height of my esteem for you.”
I want you to know … I want you to know, you aren’t how they see you. You are a miracle. And I’m not the only person who knows that.” Her eyes flew to his.
“You’re beautiful, and you’re in my room.” “I am,” she agreed. “On my bed.” “You put me here.” “Did I? What a terribly clever fellow I am.”
“This isn’t about real life. Real life is people leaning on each other when things are hard. It’s loving each other so much there’s no question about facing things together. It’s fighting for each other and with each other and being damned grateful for every morning you wake up together.

