Please let her go. Just for a moment his lips rested warm and silky on her throat, so that she felt her own pulse beating against them. A groan trickled from his throat and his eyes were marbled red with burst vessels. Undaunted, the Frenchman kissed Karl on both cheeks.
Everything noble, the music and art and science that made life precious, familiar, lost forever. Surely it must be blindingly obvious what had happened between her and Karl—yet everyone carried on as if they had noticed nothing. Eventually he was able to say calmly, I should not be surprised by this. I hate you both, at this moment.
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