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Anna Karenina’s Tragedy

Anna. She lifted her coffee cup, swayed her pinkie away from it, made a sound with her lips. She lifted her gaze, and she saw him looking at her. She saw the most painful thing: He is turned off by her physical being. Vronsky. She lifted her hand, made a sound with her lips, she extended the little finger. Fancy habits that he found charming in her then. In fact, he still does. Notwithstanding her jealousy, her fears, he still loves her. She thinks he no longer does. That's her tragedy.