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I’m not what you think. Alessio whispered, and Nithel breathed a moment.

What does he believe I see? Nithel squeezed Alessio a bit tighter, holding him as he pondered. Then Nithel lifted his chin, and looked at Alessio. Sadness in his eyes, but also firmness, “Eaziziun Wahid,” very softly, “even if you had murdered someone, I would not leave you.” I promised. I said I would not leave. I said you were my friend. I will not let my words be a lie. His eyes are sincere, sad, his forehead firm.

You do not know my full story, my friend. Whether you deserve it means nothing. Nithel stared into Alessio’s eyes a moment, wanting to tell Alessio he loved him. But if one did not know the meaning of the word ‘love’, it could not be taken the same. So he just stared at him, eyes thinking, present. He wants to drag Alessio into a hold again, breath and think.

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