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I couldn’t comprehend why he was speaking in such a manner, for he had never spoken of her so brutally careless.
he corrected, poking my chest once with his forefinger and gave me a warning look when I showed my anger at that move
I was jealous at how good he seemed to be now, how healthy he looked and vivid even the color of his skin was
“I will do everything I could so you wouldn’t join your mother beneath the dirt. I don’t want your skin to be that cold.
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