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Callan folds his muscular arms behind his head. “Egos are like c***s. Girls like ‘em big.” I grab a pink sparkly pillow and hit Callan with it, and we all laugh. We start getting dressed, as we continue to tease each other, and I feel a strong bond between the four of us. I had no idea how much we needed a moment like this. All of us together, united…like a family. It feels right. And tomorrow we’ll destroy the Staff. We’ll go after the Order next. Everything is going to work out. Just as I’ve finished donning my clothes, bright lights flash on the balcony. Half a dozen angels land on it, all wielding weapons and wearing armor. Uriel lands in front of them and stalks toward us, a look of grim determination on his face. Another angel lands beside him with light blond hair, and it takes m

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