"No," she whispered, her voice shaking. "No, Raphael. I can't do that. I can't pick one." I tilted my head, watching a stray lock of hair that was brushing against her neck, "Why not? You know how they work, right? I mean, you're Gianna Toricelli." "It’s not that," she said, "I’ve never... I’ve ne
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