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I cannot speak. At least, not in a way that you would understand. If only I had declined that cursed invitation, she could have stayed out of my life. Forever unknown. Oh, but fate wanted me to know. And that knowledge of her existence meant an ending to mine. It was the middle of June and I had been invited to Mr. Terrent's first party of the season. My fingers were itching with annoyance as they held the thick, rich material of the letter. It had come in an eye-catching crimson envelope. A bad omen in all its glory that, unfortunately, hel...
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