Philip had enough. He knew Avaria was hurt and he knew he was at fault. He had planned everything and hoped it would go according to plan. He knew how headstrong the Ravenclaw was and if he had to kneel for her forgiveness, he would do it in a heartbeat. With the roses ready, he waited at the...
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