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In the early hours of the morning, I heard a gentle knock on my door. I ignored it. I could hear Klaus’s muffled voice say my name. I bit my bottom lip, doing my best to keep myself from speaking out to him. I wanted to open the door, but I knew my words would neither solve, nor help the situation.
“Aurelia, Es tut mir leid.”
The faint words of apology caused me to turn my face into my pillow; another stream of tears came to life, and rolled down my cheeks. My losses over the past months were great. I’d lost everything and everyone I ever loved: a father who desired me, Myriah, my one and only confidant, and a mother who never loved me. Now I was losing Klaus, the man I had fallen in love with. There was no place for me in the world, and there was no possible chance of living with my
