My will never faltered. I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. “You are not content then with stealing from me my name. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago.
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