“I looked on my cherished wishes, yesterday so blooming and glowing; they lay stark, chill, livid corpses that could never revive. I looked at my love: that feeling which was my master’s- which he had created; it shivered my heart, like a suffering child in a cold cradle: sickness and anguish had seized it- it could not drive warmth from his breast.”
Poor Jane the emotional whirlwind she has been through 😭
— May 27, 2025 08:39PM
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