Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. It always comes out sooner or later. “Why do you kill me?” Michelle asked. He saw her young and graceful back as she descended from the carriage, severely ignoring him, and recalled a glimpse he had of her face, bright and serene, as his train ran out of Wimbledon.
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