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I won't hear it. I will not hear it. The maddening presentiments of foul diction amongst the secretive whispers were structured in such ways that made it impossible to see any future eventualities for myself within the residence. Her fiendish words drove a fictitious dagger through the remnants of our bond. I doubted not that my role was none other than a mere natural impediment towards her. With slight noiseless movement I stole from the room. No more words could unravel the torment now bestowed upon me. She was to marry Linton... What use was my bereaved soul if she had taken and extinguished it? Each fragment of hell seemed to turn to ice