She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin. They then entered the room, which was perfectly dark. “All right?” asked the man with the light eyelashes, suddenly appearing in the doorway. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. . "To me?" gasped Winifred.
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