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... ladies pass by me, their perfumes overwhelming, their voices light and careless like feathers drifting through a storm.
They don’t recognize me. Of course they don’t. Why would they?
They giggle and step up beside me, standing just a few paces away from the painting. Her painting.
"Oh goodness me, you can tell from the brushstrokes this Mr. Han loves the Duchess’," one says with a dreamy sigh.
Another one corrects her with a laugh, "It’s been a year—former Duchess ...
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