Ah, then you know. [She supposed, in terms of her adoration, she was not the most subtle about her feelings towards Marius. Except, he seemed unable to grasp it himself. Even after she confessed her love to him with her dying breath. Bravo, Marius. You win at life.]

I am not beautiful, I am not rich. I am a cruel girl, dirty and tarnished. No one could love a girl such as me.

I only want him. He is so bright in this dark world I live in. Kind and caring- he payed my family's rent once, did you know that? He had not even known me, and he payed our rent!- and he granted my dying wish. He was always soft. I wish still for his face to light up when he speaks about me, the way it does for the lark. The things I would do- have done- if only to get him to look at me, to notice me. [She laughs again, taking yet another sip of wine.] But now I have his friendship. I can be content.