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Chapter XXVII: Guilt

Author: Serena Light
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After that glimpse of Alessio, Serafina could not bring herself to get out of bed, her mind plagued by guilt; her stomach squirmed in fear and the tears kept streaming no matter what she did. Her parents had called a couple of times, checking in on her, and every time they called, she made her voice as even as it could be and told them she was fine.

She did not go to the gallery, nor get any more pictures developed, just day after day, she spent it lying in bed and crying.

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