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Goodbyes
It was 8:45 in the night.
The cold wind is howling while the hooting of the haunting owls fills the air with dread and tension. Asty stared at the bright moon before her and took one last breath of the forest air.
She rubbed the chilliness that was creeping in her arms and watched as the mist came out of her mouth when she exhaled.
"Let's do it one more time." she whispered to herself.
She repeated his name over and over again inside her head, until the love subsided. She had hoped that by repeating his name, she would get used to it, and feel nothing as the pain won over her. She allowed the pain and betrayal to reign upon her as she had no other choice but to make things right.
Chaol needed a push. As for somebody who had everything in this world, Chaol needed to lose something to feel the pain of the people around him. She needed him to realize; not to do those things again and again and again, if he didn't want to feel the same way.
She
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