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Marco I give Sera a cookie, and some ice cream, and I put on Tangled. In our room. So I could get to her quickly. She fell asleep soon after. All that crying. Angel came in and talked to her, and gave her feel better kisses, and hugs, and by the time we were together, I was about to combust. And so was she. "Don't be worried—" Angel gives me an incredulous look. "Worried?" She sneered. I said the wrong thing. "That dead son of b***h touched my girl. Worried is last thing I'm feeling right now." I close my eyes. How did this happen? Angel cups my face, bring me down to her height harshly, sinking her nails into my skin. "Bring him to me," Her grip tightened. "Alive Marco. I will make him feel pain that you can't imagine." I nod. "It will be done. I promise." She holds me there,
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