XI

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'Even when I lose my head'

- "Lance-", his voice sounded hurt, almost betrayed, as tears welled up in his eyes, "I don't understand- I thought you were happy now... I thought we were happy..."

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. The vertical scars that marked my wrists burned under his gaze.

"I'm sorry..." -

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