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My obsession with Ayana was a double-edged sword. I craved her presence even when it drove me mad; I fixated on her absence even when it consumed my thoughts. Whether she was near or far, I suffered.
“Kada te konačno budem poljubio, nećeš više nositi njegov prsten na ruci.”
She had the power to kill me with a single word, and she didn’t even know it.
Tonight had been my first taste of normal since my brother died. The Kidanes weren’t my family, but they reminded me of what I missed most: warmth. Belonging. The simple pleasure of life.
