Bisclavret

Bisclavret: Chapter Thirteen

I’m a heartbeat away from dashing from the room when Lord Giroux’s gaze lands on me. I freeze in my…
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My eyes are puffy from lack of sleep in the morning, and Henrietta frets over them. I feel like a…
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I shudder and take a step away from Lord Giroux. What in the name of God was I thinking, blurting…
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“I can’t wear this,” I say into the mirror. Henrietta clasps her hands behind me, her expression pleading. “Oh, but…
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Rufus stands there, staring at me, waiting. I clear my throat and break eye contact. “Forgive us the intrusion at…
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The next three weeks pass in a blur, much of that having to do with the laudanum I take. I…
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