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just enough for her to feel his presence behind her, still maintaining distance.
"i apologize. i know it doesn't change anything, but i do."
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( ๐ญ ) : his breath stills in his chest at her voiceโlow, sharp, quiet in a way that cuts cleaner that any yelling could. despite that, he still maintains his composure.
"i didn't want this, but i knew it was coming."
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she hears his footsteps just fine in the empty room , but doesnโt turn to look at @maskdebts .
โ is this what you wanted ? you didnโt plant the seeds of a revolt , but you sure fertilized them . โ
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you did." eyes still fixated on the floor. "i've gone over my plan a thousand times, trying to figure out what went wrong. but that doesn't change what happened. it doesn't bring him back, either. i know."
he steps forward,
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( ๐ญ ) : inโhos grip tightened around the bottle at the soundโit felt as if it was cruelly untouched by death. ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ธ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ.
the voice didn't echo in the room so much as it curled in the back of
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+ i ๐uppose you have lost a, lot havenโt you? โ
โ because here he stood, if one could even call it that, a figment of hwang inโhoโs creative imagination. how could he ever fight that? ใ
โ a bit early to be drinking, is it not?
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hmph, guess iโm not one to judge, am i?
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do you know what that makes me?" his tone was almost light, yet the words that came out of his mouth felt heavy. his eyes didn't lift from the floor. "a fool. or maybe just something worse."
then, quieter, "because ..
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