I am not sure which is worse - intense feelings or absence of it.
-Margaret Atwood.
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"May I have this dance, please?" A familiar voice reached my ears from behind. I almost thought that I hallucinated it but my doubts confirmed when I turned around to look at the very familiar face.
Cillian Vader.
His brown eyes stared back at me with amusement flickering in them and for the first time in years I felt an emotion.
Fear.
"Who are you?" Nicolas asked him with salty behaviour. He was clearly not pleased by the way the man in front of me was staring me at.
"I am Cillian. Cillian Vader." He said extending his hand towards Nicolas, who was standing right by my side, for formal introduction.
Nicolas accepted his handshake, his grip firm as if warning him with his eyes glar
