side of the room to adjust a piece of apparatus —more out of nervousness than necessity, Karl thought. She traced her hand along his face and neck. It feels like a lifetime… and suddenly, helplessly, she sat down at the table and began to cry. Forget him! Ilona pulled an armful of clothes from a cupboard and threw them on a chair.
If this was the beginning of madness, she could not fight it with reason; she was too tired, too afraid. If he cannot have you, a living double is the next best thing. And then the sharp points of her teeth plunging into Charlotte's blistered throat. Charlotte drew back the curtain—the velvet prickling her fingers— and looked out of the window.
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