Thin Line

Thin Line

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Florence Valentine used to stay awake at night wondering if a fallen angel could rise again. What would that mean for her? What would that mean for those she wasn't on good terms with? Would that mean that a certain unlikely someone could be something more to her? But then she remembered that as far as she knew, Aidan St. James was never an angel to begin with.
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