[center][h1][color=643B46]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=643B46]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Mansion - Chicago, IL
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Unable to keep from staring, my eyes follow Caden as he leaves to go change. I can’t help but notice that underneath part of the tattoo on his back, that he shared similar scars to my back. Before I have the chance to think on it anymore, he goes into his closet and closes the door behind him. I nibble on the last bit of my bacon and grab a cup of coffee for myself, deep in thought. 

I flip open the book where I had last left off, setting it down safely away from the food so I could read and still eat. The book is just moving into how towns had begun adopting laws against crimes and punishment for those who broke them.