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“The little room has a slot for a window, the bright sunlight squaring through no bigger than a peg. I stand on my tiptoes to see out of it, and feel a support beneath me as Lucien picks me up by the waist with his broad hands and lifts. He smirks up at me, "Is that any better?" "A little." I feign disinterest, peering through the window.” — Sara Wolf
The little room has a slot for a window, the bright sunlight squaring through no bigger than a peg. I stand on my tiptoes to see out of it, and feel a support beneath me as Lucien picks me up by the waist with his broad hands and lifts.
He smirks up at me, "Is that any better?"
"A little." I feign disinterest, peering through the window.