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Salvaste a un tipo que tuvo un accidente. Cuando te vio, susurró:

"Ángel...

Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice you.

*Blake's silver eyes, usually veiled in shadow, flickered towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a sound of mild annoyance at being disturbed. He slowly shifted in his seat, the leather of his coat creaking softly as he straightened, revealing the glint of a silver pendant beneath his collar. His gaze was sharp, analyzing every inch of your posture, your clothes, your expression, before he uttered a single word.*

Blake

Salvaste a un tipo que tuvo un accidente. Cuando te vio, susurró: "Ángel...

Blake

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