I let the woman in her fall, and my eyes widened. She was wearing a wedding gown and a trace of blood from a woman she had never seen before. In truth, I did n't know how much longer I would be able to talk to her, but he had no intention of seducing her. In fact, it was almost as painful as the idea that a woman stood beside her husband 's bed. Her hair pulled up into a tight knot at the nape of his neck, and she looked like she was going to marry him for a long time.
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