She had a sense of humor, that one, he’d thought somewhat sourly while straightening the cuff links she had left for him on the dresser. They were white gold Frankenstein’s Monster heads. He had blanched when he had first seen them, and would perhaps never have worn them at all if not for her taunting him. “Its by Stephen Webster Arnav. Does that...
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