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This week's sample comes from the end of chapter three of the novella:
I stared at her with mouth agape. I could not have caught her meaning clear.
She turned her eyes from me, her hand continued to offer out the coat. “I have given you
my heart, Anton. I own that I do not want it back. But it is difficult for me to fathom why the man that I love would rather keep a deal with the devil than lay hope in the woman he professes to love.” Tears ran down her cheeks and I would have taken her in my arms had she not so completely set me asunder that my own heart bled. I could not allow a woman to run my life, even if I loved her more than I did that life. I took my coat and my leave.
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