stian's own sanctum; the same austerity, just the table, chair, candles… and the Holy Book. Karl and Charlotte were alone. How dare you blame me for this? Dr Neville exclaimed. She sighed.
He did not elaborate, and somehow this statement made the pain worse. Gawd, it hurts. Charlotte, gazing at him, gave an almost imperceptible nod, as if to say, 'Thank you'. He did not elaborate, and somehow this statement made the pain worse.
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