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Why had I stopped? I’d done it without really knowing.
You've stopped cause Inez disapproves
“Why aren’t you with Inez?” “I needed a break,” I muttered. Ricardo’s expression turned sympathetic. “Understandable.”
A summons from Marcus Antonius to account for her misbehaving. She was meeting the great general for the first time—frustrated, nervous, and annoyed.
Lol how Whit makes her feel
It had to be done.
Please God, Inez, cant you just leave well enough alone
“I’m not leaving until you explain what happened.”
STOP ASKING SO MANY FREAKING QUESTIONS FOR ONCE INEZ!!! THIS IS NOT THE TIME
“You can’t just pretend that you don’t feel it. What exists between us.”
INEZ NO NO NO NO NO HES ANGRY ENOUGH AND YOU ARE DIGGING YOURSELF A HOLE RIGHT NOW!! IM GOING TO THROW THIS AGAINST THE WALL! JUST GET HIM NOT TO TELL YOUR UNCLE AND GO BACK TO BED OMG WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO BE SO HARD WITH YOU
“I’m getting married.”
EXCUSE ME WHAT NO WAY
A voice I thought I’d never hear again.
HER DAD!?
“He’s gone.”
Is magic dagerous? Did it kill him?
“I’ve had help from the women in staying out of sight.”
Isis and Hathor? Cleopatra?
“Inez, your uncle has involved himself with an illegal smuggling trade of Egyptian artifacts.
Excuse me? Unless hes a major hypocrite there's something else going on. There's something about her mom that rubs me the wrong way. I'm not sure I trust her, she's not telling the whole story
“That one. I’d forgotten he’d sent that to you for safekeeping. That was months ago, shortly before he … He must have known…”
Feels like a lie
Whit sidled up next to me. “Are you all right? I ran the whole way.” I glanced at him, noticed how the tuft of hair that laid at an angle across his brow was damp with sweat. The tension I’d felt earlier lifted. “You ran the whole way?” I murmured. He shrugged. “It’s what a friend would do.”
The Nile knew everything, had seen the best and worst of Egypt.
Hence the title of this book
“Will you help me, Inez?”
I don't trust her sadly
He started to walk away but paused. “Nice scarf.”
He knows
But as I watched her disappear into the darkness, I couldn’t help the nagging sense that I was making things far worse. For all of us.
Yup. Your mom has her own agenda
One of the men looked vaguely familiar.
The foppish American?
Abdullah grinned.
I just realized, where's his granddaughter?
“I’ll go look,” I said. “I’ll meet you by the boat.”
No no no NO NO they are going to leave you! I bet your mom killed your dad
I looked for my mother, but found no one.
I KNEW IT
“You don’t have to be afraid of me,” he said. “Not ever.”
“Two weeks ago, that night you heard someone in my room, I found out my mother was alive.”
Do. Not. Tell. Him. Inez.
I found out by accident,
Cause hes a light sleeper
“You’re terribly decent,” I said. “Despite pretending to be otherwise.” “Just as long as you don’t tell anyone,” he said with a slight smile. Then he ducked out of my room.
“Come on, Olivera. I have something I want to show you.”
??
She raised it and aimed at my heart.
DO YOU NOT KNOW THE FIRST RULE OF GUN SAFETY
Wordlessly, she handed me the gun. “Your turn.”
God that scared me
“This has nothing to do with Inez leaving Egypt?” “Nothing,” I said. I was always going to leave, one way or another. Even if I had found what I’d been looking for.
You’re not Emma Woodhouse,
HAHAHAHA
“Yes,” I said, crossing the room to give her a tight hug. “The most talented. You need to finish the story, Elvira. Promise me.”
These two have the worst ADHD I've ever seen
I watched her closely, a smile already waiting on my mouth. “What did you do?” She shrugged. “I insulted him sweetly in Spanish, and he thought I was complimenting him.” I laughed. “That’s my girl.”
He placed my hand on his heart. I felt its steady force under my fingers and I shivered. “Because I want one memory with you dancing. One thing that’s mine before we part ways…”
I counted to ten, and then followed him out,
No you idiot
They had put me in a tomb.
OH HELL NAH
The one in the middle looked familiar to me,
The foppish Brit or your moms friend?
“Is this it, Whit?” I whispered. He squeezed me and pressed his lips against mine lightly. “If it is, this is where I want to be.”
He’d removed the spectacles and foppish smile.
Ohhh I get it now. The last explanation was confusing. So I was right!
foppish,
Kind of overusing this word now.
Elvira slumped to the ground in a pool of red.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
“You can’t marry him.” He lifted his hand and rubbed his eyes. They were bloodshot, tired, and red-rimmed. But when he focused on me again, his blue gaze seared. “Why not?” “Because,” he said in a husky whisper, “he won’t kiss you the way I will.”
INEZ FELL FOR IT.
EXCUSE ME
Whit had kept his word. And now it was time to collect.
IS THIS ABOUT HER MONEY?
The Luckiest Lady in London.
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