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Blue eyes cut through the silence like a knife through warm butter. You couldn’t tell, but they were hurt.
“I never wanted you to hate me.” The villain whispered, turning away. “I suppose I should thank you for that follow then. Bye.”
The hero narrowed their eyes. “No amount of guilt tripping is going to win you my favour.” They hissed.
The villain chuckled, their timid demeanour and frightened expression gone in an instant. “Of course not, dearest.” They said.