Chapter 9 I like it when you call me AZ

"Pink or blue?" Mara stood in front of the mirror, holding two dresses up against her chest, glancing between them and her own reflection.

Azrael tilted his head to one side, studying both. "Which do you like more?"

"I like them both."

"But you cannot w... wear the two." A smirk pulled at his...

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