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Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. You’re mine. She had fallen asleep. “I’ve been thinking—all the afternoon. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. Believe me, Anna.

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