She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. This was the bitterest hour he had ever known. Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter One In the quiet of an autumn afternoon, the deserted mansion slept. And the balcony and ‘My Romeo!’” “Shakespeare is altogether different from the modern stuff. But I shan’t try to stop you.
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