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“And what nationality are the angels?” Athenais, as usual, answered a little arrogantly.

“Don’t fool my head with angels again. You’re alive, you’re real.”

“All angels are alive and real.”

“Do you count the myths alone?”

“You don’t believe in angels?”

“I believe in you, because I see you. By the way, how do I get you to video chat again? Are you in the mood to show yourself to me again? And what did you use the razor for? Don’t tell me the razor is a prop to make a movie.”

“Sometimes a razor is enough to commit suicide,” Athenais replied cryptically.

“You’re not going to kill yourself, are you?”

“No, but others have done it.”

“Who are the others?”

There was a brief silence. Then the chat window was filled with dots. It meant that Athenais was typing a reply.

“Did you know that angels are creepy, cold-blooded, emotionless creatures?”

Communicating with Athenais began to resemble puzzles and riddles. Nikita felt like he was doing a crossword puzzle, not typing the answer.

“You’re an angel yourself.”