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... ettle in the tense, quiet room, Anne stood up. With a movement that was full of a practiced, well planned grace, she went and knelt on the floor in front of Delia.
"Sister," she began, her voice a soft, trembling whisper. "Can you please forgive me, just this once?"
Delia looked down at her, her own expression a mask of cold, weary disbelief. "What?"
"Duke Eric," Anne continued, her eyes now welling up with large, dramatic tears. "He was the first man I have ever truly lo ...
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