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“Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. Wood. They almost made me feel like they were mine. She worried for Cathy, working double shifts at the nearby family restaurant to help make ends meet. Crouching down, Gerald waited, hands at the ready. Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. 1. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. But you! Why the devil did you marry her? That's the thing that confounds me. People were passing in the street below.
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