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The Path to Regret
Prologue
Her words taste like chunks of wood. Flavorless and impossible to chew. They bruise the roof of his mouth, burn if he swallows. So instead of cooking up a real reply—he just spits them back out.
There's no doubt in his mind that she's using him. She said so herself, in that cold yet callous way she has of using words. She has a wish, a goal. That's all that matters.
Sometimes hewishes she wouldn't talk like that. He wishes her words were more like warm water and less like wood. But there are only so many dreams that can be fulfilled in the span of one life, and he doubts he'll ever have the time or the patience to pursue her.
Still, every once in a while she makes him regret. Makes him reach for her even though he knows he can't hold on for long. One of them will disappear eventually. Sooner or later, one of them will turn to dust.