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"
I
don
’
t
care
about
our
hearts
.
I
want
you
.
I
’
m
just
mad
about
you
.
"
"
You
really
love
me
?
"
"
Don
’
t
keep
on
saying
that
.
Come
on
.
Please
.
Please
,
Catherine
.
"
"
All
right
but
only
for
a
minute
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
I
said
.
"
Shut
the
door
.
"
"
You
can
’
t
.
You
shouldn
’
t
.
"
"
Come
on
.
Don
’
t
talk
.
Please
come
on
.
"
Catherine
sat
in
a
chair
by
the
bed
.
The
door
was
open
into
the
hall
.
The
wildness
was
gone
and
I
felt
finer
than
I
had
ever
felt
.
She
asked
,
"
Now
do
you
believe
I
love
you
?
"
"
Oh
,
you
’
re
lovely
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
’
ve
got
to
stay
.
They
can
’
t
send
you
away
.
I
’
m
crazy
in
love
with
you
.
"
