Across a Lifetime, Never Again
She didn't notice her sleepwear strap sliding off her shoulder, the thick bandages showing.
He remembered her stepping in front of him, taking the bullet meant for him. His throat tightened. "Why did you save me?"
Vivienne looked up, confused.
"If I died, you'd be free. So why take a bullet for me?"
He'd been the unwanted bastard from day one. His mother killed herself at the family gates just to force his father to acknowledge him.
When he was seven, she died on a stormy night, whispering with her last breath, "Ciel, never love anyone. The moment you love, you hand them your weakness. And they will destroy you."
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