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Tarzan paused. The memories—stares, broken language, the name he’d been given and the one he had taken—rose like a mist. “It is a scar,” he said. “Scars teach. They do not judge.”

Thanks.

She stood up slowly, clutching her sketchbook to her chest like a shield. She wouldn’t meet his eyes. She walked past him, back toward the cabin, her steps small and careful, as if the forest floor had suddenly become a trap. tarzanx shame of jane part 1 top