He hoped his teasing would not upset her. Addicted, yes, just as I can never have enough of Karl, his face, his eyes, the way the light burns on his hair… this dreadful craving they call love. So I began hunting round for my coat, but Kristian came and stopped me. Not afraid, are you, Karl? It was very disturbing.
I have these feelings, I can see things I never used to be able to see. Fool! he hissed. But she sat forward over her knees, her long back as taut and gaunt as a dancer's. She blinked and made an effort to lift her head, which lolled as if weighted with lead.
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