The beginning (Mortal AU Valdangelo)
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مكتمِلة خميس, مارس ١١, ٢٠٢١2h 7m
I looked at the window and waved at Leo, who was holding hands with Aunt Esperanza, he waved back.
As we went to the airport I started drawing in my journal that Leo gave to me on my 9th birthday and started drawing him, not wanting to forget.
Because maybe it'll be the last time I see him.
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Trigger Warning ⚠️ : Some chapters are kinda dark (ok really dark) or have a lot of angst
This is my first book! I hope you like it! :)
But seriously, don't read this, I'm warning you
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