It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. ‘Gerald, what have you been about? Dorothée tells me that you were flirting outrageously with Madame Valade on Monday night. ” She replied, smiling awkwardly. I—I am a lovesick idiot, and not accountable for my actions.
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