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If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda. Lucy wore it every day from then on. This time they would call it murder. Sebastian's arms were about her, his fists pumping her stomach as she coughed forth saltwater from her belly and lungs. “After all,” he said, “I am not sure that you are not a very material person.
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