“I’m done,” Bryce said, blood dribbling out of the corner of his mouth. “My bruises have bruises and those are quickly forming more bruises.”
“Bruises heal more quickly than emotional scars do.”
“Let the blood and the bruises define your legacy.”
“Bruised, she spent the night with him; bruised, too, he held her as close as he could. It was all done, promised, and decided on.”
“His brows rose. “And how is it that you have come to be such an expert on scrapes and bruises?”“I’m a governess,” she said. Because really, that ought to be explanation enough.”
“When she went out she used to wear a lot of eye shadow, which married with the sulky way she sometimes held her mouth to give her a characteristic bruised look; a look that subtly made one want to bruise her more.”