Chapter One hundred and Twelve - Finally, she lets go of the blades
One last breath, one last try,
One last word, one last cry,
Maybe that's all it'll take, for denial to die,
For hope to finally learn to fly,
For the heart to unlearn how to lie,
One last fit of anger,
To leave no room for another cliffhanger,
To leave no room for what ifs,
And that's all it'll take, for her to be content with what she leaves
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Expelling a light sigh, Blaire stole brief side glances at Saber yet again and much to her dismay, as much as she had accepted it, nothing had changed. If anything, he appeared to have long been surfeited by her presence. Her entire being was glutted by the ill- influence he was radiating in inordinate volumes. The atmosphere was dense, thick with acrimony and the in
