Mr. Darcy:
This last week, since I left Netherfield, had been empty, meaningless days and nights. I thought that I could put you out of my mind. That inclination would give way to judgment. I've walked the streets of London reminding myself of the unsuitability of such a marriage. Ah, the obstacles between us. But, it won't do. I can struggle against you no longer.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:47