[ She nods again, oh she knew that and she knew who she surely would be placing that blame on. However privately. Like everything else, it must be private. It must be kept to herself. What man had want of Lakshmi, and what wore had use for a grieving woman?
No, she knew her purpose, sure to that, and it wasn't in that. ]
But here you are. Perhaps I should begrudge my affection of you too when it's easily turned this way.
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No, she knew her purpose, sure to that, and it wasn't in that. ]
But here you are. Perhaps I should begrudge my affection of you too when it's easily turned this way.