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... d — at myself, for being unable to conceal my true emotions and truly be on par with him.
"Y-You, Azrael, are dis-gusting and v-v-vile," I spit with a tremble, holding back my tears. Foolishly mourning someone else right in the middle of my wedding — if at all you can call this one.
"Say my name again," he lets out in a low, breathy tone, taking a step closer to me all of a sudden, eyes stuck in a distant world, staring at something lower than my eyes.
I snarl at his game ...
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