Chapter 36- The Haunting Ghost. AURELIA POVI was in trouble. Deep, serious trouble. The kind of trouble that couldn’t be fixed with moon bathing, therapy, or an emergency tub of ice cream. Because somehow, Azrael Fucking Zephyros was pushed front and center into my world and was slowly tipping my whole life off its orbit. The man was everywhere. By everywhere, I mean, EVERYWHERE. I would look up, and he would be right there, clad in a black suit and parading down the corridors like he owned the world. Technically, he did. But fuck. Then I would walk into the lobby, and he would
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