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Chapter 65: Between Birth and Death

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Mariella's POV

There was a massive storm outside. Bright lightning bolts and deafening thunder rattled the stained glass windows of the chapel, making the figures of the saints dance weirdly in the flickering candlelight. I was alone in the chapel now, and had been alone for almost an hour. I heard the bells for lights out and then looked out the window. I hadn't even realized how late it was. Saying my final prayers for the day, I stood up and left for my room.

Getting to my room, I couldn't s
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