A moistened velvet touch found her tongue. ‘How did you get in? The house is all locked up. There was no
need of sowing suspicion when he wasn't really certain there were grounds for it. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss. "
"I'm afraid I don't understand. He saw Enschede, making the empty sea, alone, alone, forever alone. You might even tire of me
by then, you know. "
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Veronica.
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