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rhaps this was her way of resisting, a silent rebellion.They stood facing each other, locked in a stalemate.He had a slight understanding. Looking at the drooping black skull, he chuckled softly and l...d sweetheart. But perhaps his childhood sweetheart anticipated his thoughts, repeatedly urging him to live well before she died. He had promised her, so he had no choice but to live well.What does it...