I love. ’ Gerald ignored this. She felt very awkward as she stared at 103 the top of his ashen hair. 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. She went to her bedroom, but she did not go to bed. Almost worthy of your own fertile imagination. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it.
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