Prologue 2 - He

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"I am always right here, Samael..."

She gazed deep into my eyes, as if trying to find something that wasn't there. I let out a sigh, entranced by her beauty as I traced her soft honey brown hair; staring into her calm sky-blue eyes.

She leaned in, wrapping her ghostly-pale and cold arms around my neck. I closed my eyes and let out another barely audible sigh, mesmerized by her sweet lavender scent.

Her hand found its place on my chest, where my heart would've been, if I had one. "Right here..."

I closed my eyes in nostalgia, savoring the lingering moment for a while longer. Just a little longer...

"Always..."

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