Marked by the Moon
I replied, avoiding her eyes, my heart aching with each word.
"Bas, you're not making sense," she said, stepping closer. Her eyes searched mine for any hint of an explanation.
Don't come closer, I begged silently.
"Why are you saying this? Don't tell me you're leaving me," she said, her voice breaking with pain.
"What's the point in all of this?" I said, my voice rising with frustration and self-loathing. "I let myself get caught up in this...infatuation."
"Infatuation?" she repeated, her face crumpling with hurt. "You think what we have is just an infatuation?"
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