Vantablack
Chapter three
"Little by little… you started opening for me and I thought…" he sighed, agony crawled back to his chest "I thought I… became-"
"Important? I never said you were." He said simply, "It has been great to hear from you, we can chat any other day I am-"
"Busy? Centuries has gone by and you still haven't changed," his voice sounded tight and his hands stiffened around the phone "I need some peace," he closed his eyes, "I can't tell you I'll be fine if you hang up on me this time around… I just want to… take this off my chest."
"I can't say I am glad you thought of me for liberation. It's a pity for you that I have work to do."
"In what?" Rakuen whispered as his face pressed against the night desk, the phone felt uncomfortably hard against his ear "In the hell you've paved?"
"You don't know me Nakura."
"But I used to…" The weakened tone scraped bitterly on his tongue, "I thought I did. I think that after all this time, you still owe me an explanation of what you did to me," his eyes closed "back when I thought we were in love..."
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"After all this time huh?" Lars sighed uninterestedly, "What is it that you want to know?"
"First and foremost… Why?"
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