Aslaz. Madam Prosecutor
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hello everyone I've decided to translate the Russian fic
"Madam Prosecutor" That has been stuck in my mind since I read it , and I'm so excited to share my translation here with other Aslaz fans. This story, originally written by a Russian Author.
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did. All rights belong to the original author.
When thoughts and feelings do not belong to you, but to a person who is very important to you, but he does not belong to you. How to separate reason and feelings, and understand what is true - what is in the head or what is in the heart? How to learn to resist feelings that should not have appeared.
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