For the past few days, when he wasn't hunting down Mira, Vincent kept circling back to that old dump he used to call home.Back when the Scythe family had tossed him out, the place was barely livable—roof leaked when it rained, everything always felt damp.Still, he kept coming back.It smelled like Sasha.And somehow, that made the chaos in his chest shut up.Vincent scanned the room—everything looked familiar, but weirdly far away.Familiar, because Sasha used to fill the place with this quiet warmth.Distant, because back then, he couldn't see any of it.He only knew what she showed him, step by step, patient as ever.She'd been the only light in that pitch-black part of his life.And what he felt for her? It wasn't just romance—it was love for her.She'd worried he'd fall, so she taught him to walk. Again and again.Set things up the way he liked, made life easier without him asking.Even blind, he could feel how much she loved him. Always had.The memories hit hard,
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