Pantalone finally woke up from his coma. As he has been asleep for months now, his eyes did not adjust to the light properly. His vision was blurry as his glasses were set aside.
Only little light came through inside the room. The room was rather eerie. He got up from his bed and searched for his glasses.
He for some reason felt strange. Almost as if a part of him has gone. He could not recollect why or how he ended up here, but his heart hurt badly. As he put on his glasses, the first thing he noticed was a bunch of unopened letters placed on his desk.
Upon seeing the color of the envelope, something drew him closer to it. He walked up and tore open the envelope's wax seal. He read through it only to be left in a shock.
Pantalone saw Childe enter the room. Childe had an astonished look on his face.
"Tartaglia. Do you perhaps know who sent me these many letters?" Pantalone nonchalantly asked. Childe's expression was a shattered one.
Only he knew how much you were longing to meet Pantalone again.
"Are you sure you cannot recollect the person, Regrator?" Childe asked as he stood there motionless.
Pantalone only stared at him, his eyes clearly indicating that he did not know.
He did not know, who you were. What sort of person you were. or what were you to him.
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Fanfiction━✦𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗬 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥, 𝗜 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗬 𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗦 𝗦𝗔𝗙𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗, 𝗕𝗘𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗜 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗗𝗘𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘. In which you send letters to your lover...