[Denial. Tenuous hope. Impending despair. How often had Hubert seen that during the war, in the eyes of his soldiers' families? In the eyes of his soldiers themselves? Nothing could soften that blow.]
Our Bond is gone, Leslie.
[He regretted he had to inform her of something so cruel, but delaying it would do no good.]
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Our Bond is gone, Leslie.
[He regretted he had to inform her of something so cruel, but delaying it would do no good.]