• Throwback to the past
Azrael's Pov
"I'm so sorry, butterfly."
I choked out my tears, stroking Xevera's cheek as she laid on the cabin bed, unconscious.
It's gonna happen soon.
All of this happened so fast. This made no sense. I can't believe I'm submitting to my mother's desires.
...One of the workers said that my halves' memories might not even transfer to the bodies, just my personality.
This is bullshit.
I rested my head onto the mattress, just beside her ear.
"...You don't have a family, and you don't have a life ahead of you anymore. It's all my fault, butterfly. I should've been stronger."
I sighed into the mattress.
I'm crying to myself.
I'm so pathetic.
The door creaked open, I was expecting it to be my mother. I would've sobbed harder just to get her to pity me and change her mind.
Unfortunately, I've used up all my luck by meeting Xevera.
"...Mr. Kovalsky, we're ready when you are."
One of the guys my stepfather was acquainted with said. I sniffled.
"Just a few more minutes. Please."
I pleaded, but it almost sounded like a beg with the tone I used to say it.
The man nodded, then left briefly after a few seconds.
I couldn't blame him for not caring.
He's just doing his job.
A pretty shitty job he took up, by the way.
I caressed Xevera's hand before looking into her closed eyes.
This is my fault. I caused her to be like this.
I couldn't bare thinking of blaming myself anymore. I walked out of the door and informed one of the workers that I was ready.
But I wasn't ready.
....
I just hope my halves can take over my legacy.
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Better Me
Romance• Exclusive for my friends :) ‼️ WARNING, - Contains sexual mentions - Things I would normally cringe at but don't have the energy to do so - Frequent bad words DESC: About an impulsive man named Azrael Davenport Kovalsky who decided to split his sa...
