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Capitolo XV

Lucas

~*~

She must have been crying. Or at least she was trying not to.

Her eyes were red, yet her cheeks weren’t wet, and she released a fragile gasp when she saw me on the stairs. Why was she fucking crying? She was wearing a white robe and my hood thickens as it wonders if she's wearing anything underneath it. But my thought was still lingering on why the hell she's crying. At one in the damn morning.

Her pained look was immediately replaced by a look of confusion and anger.

"Merda." Shit

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