You don't love me

You don't love me

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'You don't love me, Heli. Everyone you loved died, that was why you cannot put me into the list. If there was anyone who truly loves me...' 'It would be her.' Psyche Callista and Medea Solon, one was called the daughter of Gods, and the other the daughter of Evils. They were as different as day and night, as the sun and the moon. But without days, there were no nights, and without nights, there were no days. They needed one another to survive, just like how the sun helped the moon shine, and the moon reflected the sun's warmth. They contrast, but also complement each other.

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