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... De Dominicis pulled Julian D’Aurelius down beside her on the cold stone bench.
A shaky glow from the lamp touched the leaves above, spilling warm color into her deep red hair. Smells of night jasmine floated by, yet under that sat a weight - dread.
Frost lingered under her nails, a leftover chill from what came before.
"I think something’s wrong with my grandpa," she said quietly, though her voice tried to stay steady. "He was perfectly healthy, and suddenly this happene ...
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