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Ever since the night Anna looked down in dazed disbelief at the two bodies she had just created, a handgun wobbling in her hands as a shiver shot down her spine like a bolt of lightning, she couldn't say she had known many moments when she had been in anything even resembling a good mood. As for the few times she had felt something other than misery and an inescapable sense of doom, those had proven to be all too fleeting. Happiness in Frozen Heart was like clutching a living butterfly in your hands, so fragile that even the slightest involuntary fluttering of the fingers could crush it in an instant. Still, she found herself in the best spirits she had been in for quite some time as sat in her cell flipping through an illustrated edition of Treasure Island she had taken from the prison library, almost allowing herself to feel confident about how things were going for her. Giselle had agreed to be her "bitch" the very instant she had asked, waving her fists around with the sort of