Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. She doesn't love you; she hasn't the least idea what it means beyond what she has read in novels. ‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. She worried for Cathy, working double shifts at the nearby family restaurant to help make ends meet. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. Of his own certain knowledge he could tell them that. The thing is, Miss Charvill —’ ‘He told you my name?’ cut in Melusine, surprised. His eyebrows arched, knotting in the middle.
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