Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. ‘You know perfectly well that she is the daughter of the Comtesse de St Erme. Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings.
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