"We're not even lovers."
Blaire froze.
It’s like a hundred knives just pierced through his chest. It’s like the hopes that tried so hard to linger inside of him is suddenly found gone by the second.
Yes, hopes.
Hopes that are taken away from him, again and again, by the same person, over and over again.
“Ah…”
It’s like he’s trapped in a sad trance, where he continuously feel the world falling on his back, crushing him until his bones break… But now, he couldn't stand that anymore.
“Right.”
We’re far from being lovers.
He swatted Kasmir's hands away from his wet cheeks.
"Don't touch me,” he says in a small but firm voice.
Kasmir was caught off-guard, but he recovered quickly and almost laughed with sarcasm, tingling Blaire's eardrums.
Moving away, he glared at the boy.
"Don'
