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“Je ne te l’ai jamais dit, mais j’ai cru pendant des années que si l’un de nous deux devait perdre la tête, ce serait moi. La tienne était beaucoup trop précieuse, beaucoup trop acclamée pour que je puisse m’imaginer qu’elle s’égare, mais j’avais oublié que les choses précieuses sont souvent les plus fragiles.”

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