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o knock out Aunt Elizabeth

working on that dress already." Aunt Elizabeth walked

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inly.

and the saucer sipping a bit from it

nced at her and she smil

ost me

e seen in town with him and e

ery good friend. Do you know

uh

e a secret. I do not like h

do you think t

arry him. He is just a friend and beside he ha

t. I do not want you to have

t w

e and you are just Juliet you do not want

at

y, we are going to get some supplies today." She patted

ad subsided and I did not feel the etching desire to throw up or the cramping of my stomach walls. I wanted to go back to the dress or go o

it would help with your belly

in front of the table. In the spoon in my hands, I took out a scoop of the liquid emptying it inside my mouth. My

st Ju

o you

ry day but she never wants to talk about you. I am inviting you over for tea, at dusk, we

kso

le closed the rift of solitude I had created around myself in the past years. I moved away from the chair, to the trunk of dresses. There, I found a repro silk white dress with a hooded cloak, perfect for my visit. With my gloves on and my purse, I had no fancy hat, like the one I saw on the heads of the noblewomen. I walked to Aunt Elizabeth's room, she was out t

asked that w

hat I would accept

is just be

might write to mother telling her of how badly she had raised me. I felt my forehead burning now and my stomach rumbling again. I wanted to tell the rider to stop, to turn the carriage around and take me home, just then, I sighted the mightiest of t

the garden. The carriage door swung open and the man helped me with the stool. I stepped out wa

I muttered to

is in the garden. He asked that you should

ould be the

esume

leaves. Then, I saw his back again, just like the first day I had seen

you would