“I’m sorry, Luc.” “Get out…” He wasn’t looking at her anymore. His gaze lost focus, and he swayed. “Luc, you’re sick—” “Get out!” He closed his eyes, starting to shudder again, his breathing coming faster and faster as if being in the same room with her was about to drive him mad. “Get out! Get out! Get out!”
FUCK
YOU
LUC
