Chapter 396 Diana's Tears
Annie had trained herself to a state where she could just ignore those who were not of concern to her, especially those who gossiped. Or else, she would have been drowned by all the comments blurted by Sophie.
At that moment, Aria found something else from the bouquet of roses. There was a card within it. Aria took it out and read it out, "When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire…"
Her voice was crystal clear, and Annie, who was very far away, could hear her voice too. However, what surprised her was that poem.
It was one of William Butler Yeats' poems. Those were the two phrases that she loved most.
"How many loved your moments of glad grace, and loved your beauty with love false or true, but one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, and loved the sorrow of your changing face."
That was the kind of love she liked most. Being together with a person till they were old and their hair turned white.
Aria's voice was so sharp that it pierced through the only b
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