You know—I worship you. No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a teenager could. You see—I didn’t understand. . ” He smiled, and she felt love for him in that moment as the smile lit up his ebony eyes, eyes whose blackness seemed unfathomable. , 13, Montague St. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. But the lady was not so easily won; and though she did not absolutely reject him, gave him very slight hopes. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. One of her duties, after she had been taught to read, had been to read aloud after breakfast and before going to bed.
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