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82 - That Little Boy

Author: Norma Jean
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-13 01:59:46

"Now, tell me about Lexie."

He'd known the time would come sooner or later, but it didn't make Marcus dread it any less. His gaze remained on the ceiling, but the sigh he heaved and the melancholy in his voice exposed just how bad he was feeling.

"What do you want to know?" He asked.

"I'm not sure." Just like him, Luisa didn't stop looking at the ceiling, her voice just as solemn. "I suppose I'd like to hear everything there is to know."

Marcus didn't reply immediately. He hadn't exactly prepared a speech to recite to Luisa, but even as he lay there, he wasn't thinking of what he'd say. He simply enjoyed the peace the silence provided, because he doubted

he would be able to feel this relaxed in a long time.

"I met her randomly," When he did start speaking, he started his story from the beginning. "at one of the Lycan's clubs. She was acting suspicious and I picked an interest. Basically, she whacked me in the head with a bag, but I knew instantly. There was somet
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