'Does that mean, you're letting go of me as well~?' His sickly | Sam Scribbles
"Does that mean, you're letting go of me as well~?" His sickly sing-a-song voice echoed in the room.
At that voice, she used to cringe and cower, but for the first time in his presence -and the last time- she smiled.
For the first time, she felt strong, she felt as if she finally had a chance of victory against him, even though it costed a lot of her, of her heart and mind, of the fragements of her soul.
She was trembling with all the thoughts of what she was about to do, she still had doubts and hopes wrestling in the arena of her mind.
Finally, with that shaky happy grin, she answered, tears smeared against her cheeks,
"Yes!"
"Pft, you wouldn't, you can't~" he dismissed.
Were they joyous tears for being free of him, or was she mourning how she had to cast away her loved ones along with him? Her chest clenched with that idea, alas it was too late.
What happened, happened. But she gained a chance, and she was not letting it slip her grasp.
Her lips started to move, serving him the answer she thought he deserved…
"Goodbye."
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