Could one heart know why it loves the other heart? Do we need reasons to love so that we can love? It was ridiculous. My heart does not listen to the reasons, it loves the one who accelerates it. Now, tell me... How will I beat this vile heart of mine?
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"When I looked at that fairy..." he said in his silky voice. "I saw a girl who looks very much like you. I think these fairies are very good at playing with people's minds. What do you think?" He didn't know. Pars, who thought he knew everything, did not know why the fairy looked so much like me. And I didn't know either, was I his loved one or most hated?
With my hand on his cold cheek and he kept his green eyes on mine, I realized that I couldn't take it anymore. "I want to sleep," I said as I removed my hand from his cheek and turned my head in the direction Bold flew. But he was nowhere to be seen, he must have escaped because of Pars.
