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Luca

Caterina's gasp was as soft as she was, yet it sliced through the air like a sharp blade.

I heard it, felt it in the tightening of my own chest, and then my eyes skid lazily toward Alessandro, who now held the mask in his hand, his posture much more arrogant than what I had remembered.

Yeah, he had changed.

In more ways than one, it seeme