I couldn't swear that the blood was lost through those wounds. Not this time. The confession shook her so much that she couldn't respond at first. It is what they think of you that matters; tell them I was the blackest villain imaginable,
His lips parted and she saw the whiteness of his teeth. What a bore, said Madeleine, but Charlotte felt a wave of relief. So, how do I look to you now? Like a fiend? Or the same as before, the same man to whom you have declared and shown such affection? She shrank away. The only physical difference between them was the colour of their eyes; Stefan's cornflower-blue, Niklas's watered gold, unnervingly blank.
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