She was consumed by misery and hate. It’s my choice, Lucy. Before midnight, I'll answer for it, it shall be done. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. You mustn’t go clawing after a man that doesn’t belong to you—that isn’t even interested in you. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. He laughed at her heartily, and she laughed too as she had not for a year. No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a teenager could.
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