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Do you know, I envy you. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. Your mother arrived, and she knew me for what I was, she whispered to me curses against werewolves and vampires when I was alone in a room with her. ‘One does not blow off the head of a man with whom one is in love, en effet. And, also, she wanted to borrow that money.
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