Emile’s fist crashed into her temple and stars exploded in her vision. And then she fell into a musing about Capes. The Tigress went prowling for nut, too. The word "criticism" had no concrete meaning to her then; no more than "compromise. Their faces had bite marks that were hers. My feelings overpower me. She was beautiful once, Lucia.
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