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She saw how he was staring at it, the bright red hue beneath her bonnet. She could not bear to see the way he was looking at her__ight through her__ithout seeing her. He did not see a woman. He did not see Jane, the woman he had been so passionate with two days before. He saw_ Jane swallowed hard and lookedaway, hating the weakness of her spirit. She was more than this, a wilting flower. She was stronger than this. But damn it, this hurt.It hurt because he was the man responsible for making her burn. For making her feel like a woman. It hurt because it had been a trick. An illusion. And it hurt most of all because he did not see her, the woman she was behind the unfashionable spectacles and garish hair.