To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. Not for me. “Which one?” “The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time shielding her sister.
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