She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. I keep on thinking of you. . Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. She had not nursed Leonardo for weeks for nothing. He occupied one of the smaller houses near the station. E. No one will ever love you as I love you now.
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