Chapter 23 Truth

๐ŸŽThe mafia And His Angel 2๐Ÿ’• โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž– โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž–โž– . Ayla๐Ÿ’• Ayla. Angel. Ayla. Angel. I didn't make sense, but I repeated it over and over again in my head. Who was I? I didn't know. Where did I come from? I didn't know. I was living in a blur. In a pitch-dark world. I was nothing. I felt like nothing. I was jus

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