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Cruciatu
“Increase the intensity of the light; I need this to come out nice and perfect,” Diego is seated close to Christian, his legs crossed, the man looks so vile, always with that smug smile, sick bastard, Christian seems out of it at the moment, barely conscious. Stiliyan has made sure to stay clear of any eye contact, this is terribly wrong, I understand he lost his parents but I greatly thought we were bigger than this, I strongly believed we felt the same way, this man in front of me, with his face down, lost in his phone, acting completely oblivious to his surrounding is not someone I fell in love with, thinking of it, Who did I fall in love with? “You are awfully quiet Cata,” “Don’t call me that” I said in a low voice but loud enough for him to hear my words, I don’t really want to
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