Pragma

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"Good evening, Y/n.

You're probably wondering what this is.

I guess this is my way of trying to tell you how I'm feeling.

First off, there's something important you have to know.

The rumours were true all along. Renee and I did get a divorce. That is also the reason why she hasn't been around all week... she simply just left.

I... I know you're confused about it all. You're confused about why I suddenly place henchmen outside your store, you're confused about why I came to talk to you in your room a few weeks ago, and you're confused about why you're listening to this and what exactly I'm trying to and want to tell you.

What I want to tell you is..." Midas sounded nervous. Like he wasn't sure about what he was about to tell you, and like he was afraid of your reaction, scared of what would happen next.

"I... I never stopped loving you. It was you the whole time. It was you who captured my heart and my soul, it was you who I fell in love with. Not Renee. You" his voice was shaking, and it was clear he was nervous and scared of your reaction to it all.

"From the moment I first saw you, I knew you'd always have a special place in my heart; I knew I wouldn't be able to keep you off my mind... I must admit it was love at first sight, and I would be lying if I told you I am happy without you, because that is anything but the truth.

There hasn't been a day after we broke up where you haven't been on my mind, never a day without you in my thoughts. Not a single day.

The thought of not having you by my side, not knowing whether you're alright, happy, and safe is torture. I want you to be happy. It's torture not knowing how you are. It's torture not waking up to your beautiful smile. It's torture not having you by my side" Midas sounded like he was on the verge of tears, like he had been carrying all these emotions for way too long, that he had bottled it all up and let it corrupt him.

"I wish every day to hold you once more. To wake up next to you and be met with that stunning smile that gets me up in the morning. The smile that motivates me to get out of bed. Your oh so beautiful smile.

There's no one else I'd rather bother for the rest of my life than you. I can't stand the thought of losing you. It makes me sick. I'd rather die.

You are the first thing on my mind, the last thoughts before sleep, and my truest love.

If I could be yours forever, I would. If I could hand you my beating heart on a platter, I would. I would do anything for you. I would die for you, Y/n. You own my heart. You always have, and you always will. Nothing can ever change that.

Until the stars burn out, and all worlds end, and the suns wither, until the moon's light dies, and the river and seas run out, until I grow so old that my memories fade away, and my tongue cannot say your name, until my heart beats for the last time, only then... only then, will I maybe stop loving you. Maybe.

I'd give my all, if that would bring me back to the time when I was your everything.

My love, you're worth it all"

The silence was deafening as you sat and processed what he had just told you. What you'd just heard.

He loved you? After all this time?

Yes, he had said he didn't really love Renee, and he had also said he only married her because she was right in front of him and ready to marry him that instant, and because he thought he wasn't going to see you ever again.

But loving you? While he was married?

Did you even love him? After everything he had done? After all the stupid decisions he had made? After all the fucked-up stuff he'd dragged you through?