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"Now he knew that any memories he might cherish during the last years of his life would be only fictions from a biography he'd never lived."
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"I knew then that I would devote every minute we had left together to making her happy, to repairing the pain I had caused her and returning to her what I never known how to give her. These pages will be our memory until she drows her last breath in my arms and I take her forever and escape at last to a place where neither heaven nor hell will ever be able to find us."
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