“Your heart is a prime example of a premium golden soul painted inside of a seriphium’s body. I’m just not sure you understand what that means quite yet,” she whispered as he put his hand on the doorknob and began to turn.
“That’s exactly why I need to go while I can, Love. Don’t worry if I don’t make it back,” he replied calmly, “It’s just my way of letting you know that there’s someone else out there that’s better for you.”
And with that he left her to the fading peace, withering inside the darkness, buried beneath unfriendly demons and suicidal silence. Never to be seen again.
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