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Tamaki felt tears pouring down his cheeks when the same dream came back.

"MOTHER!" Tamaki yells, hugging her tightly, "please don't leave."

"Tamaki," Maman whispered, "forgive me."

And he was dragged by his grandmother, not giving a "jie t'aime" and "au revoir."

He breathed in and out. Slowly. He needed her. She was like a drug.

Who knew I could think like this, he thought, chuckling to himself.

"Can you sing?" Unsent.

He called her.

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