Estaba temblando del frío, y por su profundo miedo a tener que vivir una vida rota y solitaria como esta por el resto de sus días. Sin embargo, sus emociones estaban tan atrofiadas que incluso ahora, en su reflujo más bajo, no le ocurrió llorar. El llanto nunca había ganado nada de Lily, incluso cuando era un bebé, nunca había llevado a su madre a su lado, por lo que no entendía que para la mayoría de las niñas de su edad era un arma poderosa para ser utilizada, era una herramienta para aprovechar y finalmente desatar a los hombres en su vida, tanto viejos como nuevos, garantizar que obtuviera exactamente lo que quería.

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(She was shivering from the cold, and from her deep-seated fear of having to live a broken and lonely life like this for the rest of her days. So stunted were her emotions, though, that even now, at her lowest ebb, it did not occur to her to cry. Crying had never gained Lily anything, even as a baby it had never brought her mother to her side, and so she did not understand that to most girls of her age it was a powerful weapon to be used, was a tool to be harnessed and eventually unleashed on the men in her life, both old and new, to guarantee that she got exactly what she wanted.)