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"So, should we partner up?" He asked, chuckling with a slight hint of irony.
Lane glared at him. He clearly couldn't seem to read what he felt-he hated not being able to.
"What?"
"Let's make a team" He pointed at the both of them with his now long slim hands, "Each for our own cause."
He tightly shut his lips at his words. He knew that in order to get what he wanted he needed Lane-and Lane needed him.
He stared at the floor for a moment, his mind wandering on what he could have done to him if they didn't have to be in this position.
"Okay."
That's how it begun.
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Rage, grief, love, loss-these define Lane's existence. He never asked for anyone to take his place beside her, yet fate forced him to walk alongside the man who ruined his life.
Can he mend things with her, or will his bond with H shatter, bringing consequences for the world?