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Sweetheart, doll, darling, baby. Tendo called all pretty objects like every other nickname he used on you; guess you weren't the only one. Did he use the same compliments like he did to his victims that fell for his poison? Perhaps he did, perhaps, he didn't mean any of them.
You knew he wasn't one to trust, but did the thrill of danger excite your innocence? Breaking rules together, rebelling, living a life of a teenage dream, doing stupid things; were they worth it? No, you were naive enough to believe in the art of lying.
"I never loved you."
"I thought—"
"Oh honey, we're not anything, not ever."
Your lips ached for his against yours. Your bones grew cold and all you ever wanted was him. But it didn't matter, at this point you couldn't feel a single trace. You couldn't even feel your love for Tendo anymore. That part horrifies you the most; you just weren't you anymore.
