Ilusa, incredulous and innocent believed in those words that made her rise to where she came from, the sky, swore to become stronger and heart of stone, even knowing that her wings would not grow again, she swore.
Remembering the pleasant feeling she felt when those hands caressed her skin, when she played with her curls between her fingers, when that sweet and manly voice whispered in her ear, she swore never to feel again.
She made several promises that night when she was in pieces, and she was willing to fulfill them each one of them.
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