Chapter 44 Tea-saster

Raziel's POV

“Shit, she blacked out,” I muttered, tapping Fiamara's cheek as she laid on my sofa, her head on my thigh.

Marek rushed to the sink at the corner of the with a glass and he filled it up. He brought it over.

“Let me sprinkle some water with her,” he said.

“Give me the water, I will s...

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