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Our love was unfeigned.

The first time I saw him.

He is a man with no passion, heartless, hard-hearted, and cold.

His handsome face did not leave the mind afterward.

After years of being alone in a wealthy palace. The glimpse of him did change the course of the life I hated.

I tried to learn everything. Everything around me.

To use it, to have a way to go to him.

I succeed. But he follows the deathly rules.

I tried again, and I tried.

Until his lips move, to talk to me.

That moment was the start.

He started to have warm feelings, towards me.

A happy moment!

And even more, we both learn to need, care, and look after each other.

With moths surrounding us during the night.

Those are treasured times.

An unfeigned love.

And today, I am going to keep trying.

The love between him and me is unfeigned to grow more.

The END.

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