Infinity ∞
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Publikasi terakhir Jum, Nov 8, 2013
Caressing my face and, you slowly placed your hand over it. I felt no heat, no temperateness but for some reason it felt warm.
You lifted my chin up. I felt your cool breathing, on my nose. I knew that this was the last time the magical moment would happen, which resulted in my soft hyperventilation.
My vision darkened as I waited for the moment to happen.
‘Maria, I love you. You are my everything.’ Ruka whispered gently into my ear.
‘Ruk-…’ I was cut off as my dearest brought serenity to me. We knew that this was the last time to prove our faithful love, so beautiful yet so melancholic.
We parted our lips.
Ruka’s fangs became directed at my nape as I felt a definite pain waver. Blood burned within me.
As the contract concluded, Ruka gently pulled me away as he smiled his last smile, filled with love.
That day, in my arms, Ruka vanished into mist. But, there was something I was undoubtedly sure of; there was still the warmth of love.
Just like how Ruka had searched 150 years for me, I shall live the time forever and search our love; believing that the diminutive red flower engraved on my neck is the symbol of our love.
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