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THIRTY FIVE

CELESTIA

Raffaele stood there, arms crossed, his biceps twitching under pressure and fixed me a look of his hardened resolve. Moving a mountain or wishing for God seemed practical than clashing with him right then.

It was a battle I’d never win.

But that doesn’t mean I’d go down without a fi...

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