"And what would you know about love, Ciel?" I challenged. He stared solemnly at me with that one blue eye of his. For a second it gleamed red, sending shivers like a million knives down my back, until his face softened and his eye changed back to its original hue. "I know I love you." Shock. That's what I felt. He couldn't have just said that, no, not Ciel Phantomhive. How do I tell him that what he feels isn't real? That him, along with his whole world is just an imaginary reality that only exists in a television?
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