“Hallelujah" "Your faith was strong but you needed proof.You saw her bathing on the roof.Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.She tied you to a kitchen chair,she broke your throne, and she cut your hair.And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah....”

“She tied you to the kitchen chair, she broke your throne and she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the "hallelujah”

“Despite the heat in her face, it felt as if cold needles of ice were running up and down her veins. "What are you doing here?"He drew back slightly, looking disappointed. "That isn't really an answer to my question, you know. I was expecting more of a "Hallelujah Chorus.' I mean, it's not every day your boyfriend comes back from the dead.""I already knew you weren't dead." She spoke through numb lips. "I saw you in the library. With--""Colonel Mustard?""Sebastian.”

“But she had that laugh, and the sound of it was so beautiful that when you heard it, it was as if your eyes saw her through your ears and she was transformed.”

“Nicholas broke the seal and scanned the contents. He looked up at Marcus with a chuckle. “Why, it appears you may get your wish for perpetual bachelorhood after all. She wants to end your engagement.”Marcus started from his chair. “The hell she does! What’s possessed her?”“Perhaps she realizes your extreme reluctance to tie the knot after waiting…what is it? Five years since your betrothal announcement?”“Six,” Marcus snapped. “But who’s counting.”“Perhaps Miss Trent?” Nick needled with a quirk of his lips.- A BREACH OF PROMISE”

“The sound of her voice was painful. She screamed, sobbed, whispered Hallelujah. But she never sang it.”