She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. The will to live had returned.
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