ڈریک Carne left the Poldark church in a daze. His mind was in a whirl. His دل was aching, like it never ached before. He still couldn't believe it, that should have been him up there saying 'I do.' It should have been him who was walking out of the church with her. 'Twas ڈریک who should've been the bridegroom. But she seemed lost to him forever now. Almost mechanically he walked down the road, placing one foot in front of the other. He was like a machine now, going from one task to the other, never saying a word, never دکھانا emotion. That night he refused to take super, insetting instead...
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