Miss Victoria Winters, so afraid of being trapped in the past.  All the more proof that she belongs there.  Behind every wish a fear and behind every fear a wish, I’ve recently read.  I will be your ambassador, my sweet.

On the other end of the spectrum, Miss Hoffman seems to know far too much about me and implies more.  Who will miss you?  No children, no family.  In fact, as I gaze upon her, the more she reminds me of the Countess Natalie, with whom my relations were varied.  I wonder if you saw this evening’s coming encounter in your cards?



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