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Burning a chicken

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Amelie’s POV_

I stared at the note, unsure of what my reaction to it would be.

I was so used to people sending me threatening notes, that this was so much of a surprise to me. No threats. No commands.

It had been folded and laid on my pillow while I was bathing.

Six PM tonight. In the garden. Just you and I. I would like to try again.

--L

Was this a prank?

It didn’t look like it, and besides, Luca didn’t seem like the type of pull stunts like this. But we hadn’t talked about our feelings af
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