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Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. When I drink blood, I. I didn’t know he had Italian relatives. It would be the culmination of her plan. You are different, Lucia, undamaged even after what you have been through, still pure of heart.
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