‘Who kills who?’ ‘Rot in hell,’ he snarled, panting, and managed to push himself forward and leap off the dais, running for the safety of the far aisle by the wall. I haven’t, anyhow. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood.
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