if tomorrow never comes
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Whinnie nodded to him, accepting his words. She didn't think he wasn't complicated, besides Jefferson he was one of the more complicated people she had met. "Monsieur I wish to give you company it is better than being alone with the ghosts to haunt us, non? Her faces staied stern and serious. She knew what it was like for ghosts to haunt her. The memories of love had been banished to the darkest corner of her mind. They had betrayed her so she had betrayed them, to save her own life.

"Monsieur might I say your mother must have held you dear to her if she kept you so close." Whinifred added as she watched him mark the wood. Her own mother had died when she was a child leaving her to be taken care of the new mate her father picked. Sighing slightly she shook her head. " No monsieur. I only have you to speak to no one else is here and to be honest monsieur Jefferson doesn't seem to be fond of moi." She snorted lightly. Lysander n'est pas bon pour elle she said mostly to herself.





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