‘Gérard!’ ‘Yes, it’s I,’ he said, and grinned. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was Nicholas’s wife, of course. Her hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural color. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. “I did not,” Anna answered. She has already given birth, thanks to your generosity.
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