E.L. James

"AnatasiaYou Are My More My Love, My LifeChristian."

"Goodbye, Christian,' I murmur.'Ana, goodbye,' he says softly, and he looks utterly, utterly broken,a man in agonizing pain, reflecting how I feel inside. I tear my gaze away from him before I can change my mind and try to comfort him.The elevator doors close close and it whisks me down to the bowels of the basement and to my own personal hell."