CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

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“I have loved you for a thousand years, Evangeline! Do you really think that one weak, scrawny human is going to suddenly come into the picture and ruin all that? Our never-ending cycle of reincarnation proves that we are meant for each other. How can you not see that?!”

“No, no, no. Something is missing about the tone.” I groaned, pushing aside the jotting pad in my hands.

Who knew writing a love confession would be this hard?

My heart sank as I cancelled out the dialogue I had just written for the umpteenth time. I had been at this for days, hoping to nail the effect I was going for but every dialogue found a way to be different. The inconsistency in their pattern was hindering me from figuring out the one thing that was missing in that conversation.

'Maybe it's a break you need' My subconscious chipped in its unsolicited opinion.

“I can't take a break. I don't want to take a break.” I muttered harshly in response as though it were here.

'Or you just don't wa