Mary: How did I become a woman?
Darcy: My dear, you can't meet me unless you become a woman.
Mary: Who are you? I want to marry the handsomest man in Derbyshire.
Darcy: My dear, don't flatter me in a roundabout way, even though it's true.
Mary died.
Darcy carried Mary into the house and turned on the light.
I have been taking exams before. I am very sorry and will resume daily updates.
This article is a bit imaginative and touches on the dark side of society. In fact, it is purely made up and I do not abuse the protagonist, HE.
