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I open my eyes with a horrified expression, trying to sense anything coming from Eros’s mind, whether it be a thought, a memory, a feeling, or even a bloody insult. But nothing. I can’t catch anything. “Eros, it’s gone … The bond is gone,” I find myself stating so quietly, that I’m surprised he’s even able to hear me. His shoulders slump and he begins shaking his head. It appears he’s trying to get something from my mind as well, but is utterly disappointed, when he doesn’t hear anything. Just like I don’t. He grabs my hand, reaching into my mind with his powers and it feels incredibly comforting to have him there … But it’s not the same as doing this with barely any effort. When he leaves, I can’t help myself. I need to reach out to him as well. His mind is still his, but at the s