She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat. Tinling & Co. Nor was Jack by any means the only stripling in the room. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale. ‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. Tell me I haven’t heard. The winters were terrible in cold climates, and she often had been driven to dig herself large underground pits where she waited it out like a mole in the cold months.
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