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CHASE'S DARK EYES didn't flutter for a second as he stared out of his study room window at the petite girl playing around with her cat in the garden and a wide smile dancing on her lips, oblivious to his unwavering stares.
"I love you,"
Even after a week of hearing those three words, they still rang like bells in his head, reminding him that he was yet to break another person's heart just like he had done to Saige.
He couldn't love Sophia. He was incapable of love because he wasn't made for it. That strong feeling didn't exist in his world because it was destructive, at least, that was what he was taught.
But then, the fact that love wasn't an existing feeling in their world wasn't the problem. The main problem was from him. The main problem was him. He was the main problem.
