Chapter 148 Dtt 6

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• I was bleeding when I woke up. It was just a nick at the base of my left palm, shallow and barely worth noticing, but it wasn’t there when I fell asleep and I’d been alone in bed. Technically. Obviously, Azariel didn’t need doors.
• The cut was thin, and like some kind of elegant mark. It didn’t hurt, it didn’t even sting, but I could feel it deep inside of me. A strange warmth pulsed beneath it, and when I touched it, my vision shimmered for a breathless second.