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‧̍̊˙· 𓆝⋆୨୧˚ 𓆛⋆୨୧˚ 𓆞 ·˙‧̍̊
And yet, Ali never agreed to complete clause 3. And he doesn't look like he's about to, only coughing up more blood and tainting the grounds with his essence.
Esmeray seems to realize this too, yet she won't give up. „Don't let me down like that. He has family, and I don't!" She yelled at Orion like a mad woman, and it's because she truly feels as if she's going insane with pain and desperation.
You're my family. Orion thought, and this sudden thought shook him to the core. He knows he's selfish, and every tiny vein feels like bursting from how fast his heart is thumping and squeezing by the sight of her tears. But before Esmeray, he wasn't a good man, and he still isn't.
Yet in a few moments, he felt like a good man. And these moments happened with the voice of her framing these humane feelings. He's no good man, but for the first time it feels like he does something good for himself.
By keeping her alive, by keeping her in his life. He knows she may not be able to forgive him for this, and if, it may be because the rules say he's not allowed to help a player.
But right now, he isn't playing by any rules at all.
„Please care for him, I'll die, I promise I will! Just please let him live!" Her cries make his vision blur, and he almost lost control of his balance.
Her pain is his. Even though he has been in pain for more than half his life, it was always an empty pain. It didn't create much, only a blank façade over his porcelain face.
But now it seems to break, since the first sight of Esmeray, his stone mask started to soften with luke warm water as if he was a mere cookie. Now, it's so easy to break because this has been its fate ever since he stared into ordinary blue eyes.
But for him, they were unique.
They were unique because of what he has seen in them. All the emotions that shape her soul, they make her color unique. A pair of eyes are just eyes, but they are purely diamonds if the soul is involved within the color.
Her tearful eyes, they stare now effortlessly into his eyes. She may see a black face, but Orion's mind doesn't remember it, he doesn't remember his mask. For a moment it was as if they stare at each other, and Orion's chest heaved, almost wheezing for air as he realized that he is still hidden.
Only to realize the coward he is. He couldn't face his own pain, and that's fine because it's easy to betray himself, but running away from Esmeray's pain?
No. He couldn't do that, he cannot run away from this type of punishment, and he won't because his mind refuses to betray her like that.
Her heart wheezed just like Orion's chest once her glossy eyes looked down to Ali, realizing that she wasted time, because his eyes experience their last flutter.
