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The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue
by Mackenzi Lee

“Silence again. Then Felicity reaches out and puts a hand on my shoulder. As far as physical affection goes, we’re a fairly delinquent family, so coming from her, it’s a momentous gesture. “I’m sorry,” she says.

“What for?”

“You’ve had a rough go.”

“Everyone has a rough go. I’ve had it far easier than most people.”

“Maybe. But that doesn’t mean your feelings matter less.”” (p. 240)

“”I’m going to bed. Stay if you want or go have supper. I don’t care.” I kick my shoes off, letting them bounce at random across the floor and lie where they land before I slump down on the bed and curl onto my side, my face away from him.

Part of me wants him to be stubborn and stay. More then a part of me - I want him to come lie down with me, fit his body around mine like spoons in a drawer and not ask a thing and not be bothered by the silence. I want him to know what I need him to do, even if I’m too proud to say it.

But I hear Percy cross the room; then the door opens and latches softly behind him.” (p. 327)

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