Maurice:
Darling, if sometimes I've seemed to take for granted all that you've done for me, you mustn't think that I'm not conscious of all that I owe.
Stella Trent:
But you never let me do *anything* for you, Maurice.
Maurice:
I wouldn't let you nurse me. Oh, I couldn't bear that. I don't want you to smell of antiseptics. I want you to smell of the dawn.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:02