"Have you completely forgotten everything we have done together? I am not some toy you can play around with whenever you please, Archer." "Why do you treat me as if I'm a pawn in one of your games of chess?" My voice croaks, wet tears gently slipping from my shaking eyes. All he did was stare back at me as if I meant nothing to him at all. As if he has erased the soft touches, slow moments that we shared. His eyes did not reveal any sort of emotion. My heart sank. It had felt like I had lost a part of me- as if my soul fractured into scrambles with no purpose. My chest ached as I frantically stared at him searching for some kind of expression- any kind of sign. Nothing. My soul shattered and he was gone. 𓆩♜𓆪 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐈, the saint. The faux perfect valedictorian. The holder of secrets and melancholic façades. No one knows what transpires behind the closed doors, behind the fabricated lies of her life. If only they could witness her as she opens the windows of her soul, yearning for the approval of others that plagues her dreams. 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐎, the devil. The lonesome jackass. He couldn't give less of a fuck about anyone. He simply didn't care. He lives solely on the existence of her. Although many may not see it at first, she is the water he drinks and the air he breathes. His only life resource. pin, swanlvss insta, swanlvss