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Her loneliness was consuming, Lucia. It was dry, as if she had powdered it. I would be the kidnapper, of course, but we would forge ransom notes and exchange monies so that it appeared you were taken by brigands or plotters against the Iovelli family. These petals! I’ve been wanting to cry all the evening, cry here on your shoulder for my petals.
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