(WARNING: SPOILERS FOR 707’S ROUTE AHEAD)
It was almost a miracle how fast my feelings for her returned. How little it had taken to throw me back into the deep abyss of love that I had just managed to escape.
This could’ve lasted forever. Her positivity, her kindness and compassion, all the things I loved her for, now she was giving them all to me. To only me.
I realized I never had the slightest idea of what it actually felt like to be the one whom she had chosen. All those times I pretended it was me were nothing against this.
I realized I would do anything for her, anything to protect her, I wanted to be someone who was worth all the kindness she was giving to me.
Because the real me, that complicated, broken piece of trash I actually was, would never deserve any of her love. So I tried very hard to not show her that side of me. I wanted to be cheerful as well, I wanted to be perfect for her.
That turned out more complicated than I thought because while I usually was pre