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ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 . . . 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 those who fall for you ❜ ⸝⸝
⊹ . ◌ ༚ ˳ 🕳️⠀﹒⠀ ꙳ .
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⌗ ; 𝗠𝗔𝗡 𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥 ▬ ★ ??
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IN THE BLEAK MIDWINTER, SAT A GIRL BY HER BROTHER. Her thumb was running gentle circles over Naito's hand as he slept soundlessly beside her, needing every bit of rest his broken body could get. The silent sound of the IV seemed to sing in her ears. Her face was passive as she looked at him, they were the spitting images of each other. His eyes were hers, her nose was his. They had shared everything in life, and Midori would not see it end on this accord.
Although, she could not deny that it brought her some comfort that Naito may die before her.
A twisted and selfish thought.
But if he died first, then he would be liberated of the pain of her death. Instead, he would be blessed with her arrival in the skies amongst the pearly-white clouds.
Then Naito's words echoed in her mind, jolting her out of her reverie. Kaycee had been the one who drove the car that had almost taken her brother's life. There was a black darkness spreading across her heart ━ a parasite of some sort, manifesting deep inside the chambers. Kaycee had been their best friend for years, and they had shared many memories together. Her mind could not possibly fathom why Kaycee would do such a thing.
