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... bitter smile, his gaze falling. The cold wind mercilessly brushed past his cheek. Charlotte Thompson heard him speak softly.
"Don’t you understand?" His gaze fixed on her, seeming as if he wanted to burn a hole right through her. His voice was hoarse, resonating with an unnameable desolation and loneliness.
"Charlotte, the children are my own flesh and blood. Without you all, my life can never be complete."
"Even if I were to leave this place now, I would still feel as i ...
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