Too Late for Sorry, My Dear Don
“Yes! I have no heart!
“If I did, you would have ripped it out long ago!
“Do you know how I’ve lived these past years? Every night, I dream of you, bloodied, questioning me!
“I thought if I rose high enough, I could protect you, but I only pushed you farther away!”
He fell to his knees in front of me, clutching my legs.
“Eliana, please don’t leave me. I truly know I was wrong.”
The man I had once revered now cowered in the dust.
Yet I felt no satisfaction, only hollow exhaustion.
“It’s too late, Lucca.”
I brushed his hands aside.
“When you decided to throw me into that trap, we were already finished.”
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