Ghosts, reverberations of pain from a lost time; whatever dwelled in this place, she could feel them all around her. Karl's hand rested on the back of her neck, hypnotically soothing. Then she felt a faint, warm breath on her cheek and she almost wept with relief. I came into this for Karl.
Too far away to be certain, but the shape of the upturned pale face was so familiar… No, she gasped. Charlotte could not think what her aunt was implying. Fingertips. How can I feel guilt and sorrow at the same time as this elation and freedom? But I can.
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