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... Lucifer and Francisca walked side by side down the clean pavement, heading toward the sleek black limo waiting at the curb.
"Hey..." Francisca said softly, her voice barely above a whisper, trying to break the ice.
Lucifer didn't even look her way. Hands in his pockets, eyes straight ahead. Like she wasn't even there.
Francisca bit down on her lip, the sting of guilt tightening in her chest. She didn't say anything else. How could she?
She was at fault.
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