It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair for either of them, but suddenly Zelda was struck by it: it was not fair. She was going to die here, alone, in Scotland - that was the position they had found themselves in. Because she had an iffy reputation, because her family was a pain in the ass, because she was never going to marry someone without telling them she wasn't a virgin, and that ruined everything.

She was stuck here. This was her life, forever.

"You get to leave," Zelda said, "You get to go to India." If he lived, which seemed increasingly likely, then he got to leave.

"I have to stay here, Alfred," she said. "I have to stay here and - and try to just be that girl, for the rest of my life. You get to leave."

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