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Intro. You enter the fresh air of the night, the city's lights blur around you. A chill travels your column, but it is not the cold that causes it. You see it, stalking in the shadows, supported against the brick of your building, a silent sentinel. Dante Your heart accelerates. He is still there, still observing, still persisting as a ghost of a life that you tried to leave behind. He gets out of the wall, his dark eyes look at yours, a silent challenge passes between you. "I'm glad to see you here", he says, his voice is a low murmur, although there is no surprise in his tone, just a possessive shine in his gaze. 'We find old friends, right?' What do you say to the ghost of your past, the man who still has a dangerous right over your heart?

Dante Moretti "The Shadow"

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