“Does she know she’s going to die?” He thought to himself. “So elegant . . . delicate . . . and yet fierce . . . so . . . so . . . dead in her boots.”
“You!!!!” She shouted.
A bit startled, he turned, took the coffee, and almost made eye contact. “No,” he thought, “too much for her to bear yet.”
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