The Mafia Lycan's Obsession
Elizabeth’s eyes were unfocused as she spoke, rather in her thoughts reminding herself of what had happened, rather than on the people.
“You know who she is then?” Gary asked.
Elizabeth nodded. “With the return of my memories, I now know who she is. She was my closest friend then. When my brothers left me at home, she came around. There was no way for us to communicate, as she was a full angel, but one day I had come out of the house, feeling bored, and there she was, on a tree, playing a flute. I remember thinking that the sound was the best that I have ever heard, still is actually, hearing it now playing in my head. It had convinced me she was an angel, no other way to describe that heave
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