Title: Valgfritt

Text: He took his place beside her and gathered her into his arms before saying a word to her. He pulled loose the ribbons of her bonnet and tossed the garment onto the opposite seat. He held her head against his shoulder and rested his cheek on top of it. He had no idea if she needed to be gathered in or not. But he needed to gather. "Idiot," he said. "You precious idiot, Elizabeth." "Thank you," she said. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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