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Book 2- (6) Dante/Mila PT: 1

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"Love, which quickly arrests the gentle heart, Seized him with my beautiful form That was taken from me, in a manner which still grieves me. Love, which pardons no beloved from loving, took me so strongly with delight in him That, as you see, it still abandons me not..." -Dante Alighieri.

Sleep, for some reason, was avoiding me tonight. I kept tossing and turning, my mind wandering everywhere except for sleep. Sighing, I tossed and laid on my back, my eyes closed in one last attempt to finally find peace in sleep. But once again, I failed. Groaning, I opened my eyes and ran my hands over my face in frustration.

"Still can't sleep?" a heavenly voice asked, causing me to jump. Looking around in the darkness, with only the moon as a light, I caught the shadow of a person sitting on my desk.

Placing my hand over my heart, I let out a small chuckle. "You shouldn't scare people like that, Mila," I started, getting out of my bed and walking over to her. I stopped when I got right in fro
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