Angelique looked up at him steadily, sad, but still certain. She took his hand and attempted to take it from her face. She didn't want tenderness like that. "No, because you won't let me. You've already made the decision that you'll always keep me at an arm's length. I can't be with someone where I'll always be on the periphery. That's my decision."
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