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Unrequited 1815 There is nothing worse than unrequited love, it tears you apart at the seams, rips your emotions to shreds. It is like an unstoppable tornado that slashes your heart pieces, and then throws it into the abyss. It seems to murder your ability to love ever again. There is, in my mind, no poorer fate than this, for when love is unrequited, you are utterly alone. Her name was Anastasia Fairfax. She had inherited everything that her noble family could give her, the classic red lips that had been passed down through the generations of Fairfax females, the large shining chestnut brown eyes which had captivated many a gentleman, an