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Didn’t I tell ht?

“I’ll make today up to you,” she whispered

Calliope, the shrewd…Calliope, the angel of death, the Grim Reaper…Calliope, my one and only love…Why must it always be the hard ith you?

She’s lying about what happened today

She’d lied towas different And I could not help but think of my father’s words

I’d spoken to my father

He’d sat right beside me

After so host

They risked that…just to warn me about Calliope

Do you really think that you started to lose face the moment she cah hts

Even after the seeds of doubt my father had planted into kill Calliope…because s

he wasn’t going to betray me

I was not wrong

They were

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