THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. After all, this was the first time I'd brought up the issue with Fortunato – just because I was at a 10 emotionally didn't mean he could read my mind.
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