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by sarah
on October 11, 2019
at 2:00 pm
TRANSCRIPT:
Aurelie: We couldn’t marry because you were ashamed of me. That’s not my fault.
Hyacinth touches her cheek and turns her head to face him.
Hyacinth: I love you, Aurelie. I always have. But you don’t know anything about the world.
He gets up and crosses back to the door.
Hyacinth: If you still have magic at the age of thirty-five, it’s your own damn fault.
He leaves, slamming the door hard.
Aurelie is alone again. Maybe she always will be.
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