She looked at her lover, who was still staring at the black man.

She saw it often when each man looked at his respective lover.

She glanced at her lover and saw pain wash over his face.

She looked at her lover, and something went between them.

The rogue stood there staring at his lover for a long while.

But she was looking at her former lover as she spoke.

I didn't want people laughing at my beautiful lover.

Suddenly she stopped and stared at her lover in a pout.

In turn, Ariadne was staring at her lover as if she had never seen him before.

Who could say why the defendant got so angry at his lover, but hadn't he clearly attacked and killed him in some sort of rage?