"You don't think-?" he blinks at her in shock, cigarette once again tended to in his hand. He scoffs lightly, like trying to laugh at a joke which isn’t funny.
"My desires matter to me," he starts and heaves a deep breath- if only to regulate his emotions. "My heart is the only thing that keeps me going. When the mind and the practical experience leaves me behind, I am nothing."
If she isn't lying to me, if I am the exception, then that could only mean she's hurting.
"...if you still had EMMA, would you steal my heart as well?"
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"My desires matter to me," he starts and heaves a deep breath- if only to regulate his emotions. "My heart is the only thing that keeps me going. When the mind and the practical experience leaves me behind, I am nothing."
If she isn't lying to me, if I am the exception, then that could only mean she's hurting.
"...if you still had EMMA, would you steal my heart as well?"