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The type of morning you have when you're having tea and sitting with your rich parents and thinking "the minister's booked and the Paris flat is getting readied, life is good" when your poor little farmer boy soon-to-be-fiancé arrives and tells you he doesn't love you and wants to shack up with his Anne with an e.
Gilbert dumped me this morning. What a velvet morning.
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