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Chapter 37

Author: Princess cassie
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ABBY POV

I go down, and as soon as I leave, he closes the door and goes ahead to enter the building, leaving me behind, incredulous of his overprotective and polite behavior.

I like this version of Damian.

Just as he promised, he left me in front of the door, we are face to face, looking at each other, I have the feeling that he wants to tell me something, but the sound of a child crying alarms me, it is Zion, I hurriedly open the door with my key, and listening to Zion cry, worried I go inside and see Asmeral.

I remain static in his presence, he looks different, but he still feels that affection of family, of closeness.

She really was here. I can not believe it.

Zion was on the couch crying, they were playing cards and he lost. A somewhat uneven game since Asmeral is very good with cards, after all she is a witch. I laughed thinking that. Asmeral is considered the witch of the family, her paternal grandmother practiced magic, she grew up with her, she taught her dark things, Asmeral
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