She was a cyborg, and she would never go to a ball.

My only mistake was in waiting too long to be rid of you", Adri said, running the washcloth between her fingers. "Believe me, Cinder. You are a sacrifice I will never regret.

He was the fantasy of every girl in the country. He was so far out of realm, her world, that she should have stopped thinking about him the second the door had closed. Should stop thinking about him immediately. Should never think about him again, except maybe as a client--and her prince.
And yet, the memory of his fingers against her skin refused to fade.

Imagine there was a cure, but finding it would cost you everything. It would completely ruin your life. What would you do?

It looks more like a rotting pumpkin.

I'm sure I'll feel much more grateful when I find a guy who thinks complex wiring in a girl is a turn-on.