" He shook his head. My mom doesn’t realize that I’ve got my own style. I like you very much, I haven’t known you enough to love you, no matter how worthy you are of love. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely.
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