Perhaps this time, they were closer than ever.
The two of them could sleep beneath the same roof and share a table for meals,
entrusting each other, bit by bit, with the secrets that could mean life or death.
One insisted on protecting the other at all costs;
the other insisted on making him break their pact to prolong his life.
They even cut off their kisses the moment the thought took root.
Maybe next time. Next time, they would put an end to the filth and sin of this life.
In the next life, they would try again, pure and blameless.
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So you didn't wait until the end...
So you didn't wait until the end...