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Her hand is softer than anything you could ever imagine. Something between the clouds in the sky and the ghostbusters marshmallow man. And it is warm, the heat creeping in your own palm. She is alive, undeniably so. So very, very alive.
“Oh my [Y/N], you’ll exhaust yourself like that…” She murmurs gently as her other hand wipes the tears off your face. You hadn’t even realized you were crying.
“It’s you… It’s really you, isn’t it?” More tears flow from your eyes and you hold her hand tighter. Areve squeezes back.
“It’s always been me, silly.” She smiles. “Yes, I might be different from before but it’s still me. So you have to promise that you’ll help me find my real self, even if I'm not what you expected.”
She tucks a stray piece of hair away from your face. Her hand shook ever so slightly as it hovered in its place. You take her hand in yours and intertwine your fingers, warmth blossoming in it.
“Areve, I will be there with you every step of the way as you learn who you are. I don’t know how or where this world will take us but I promise that no matter what happens, I will always be there for you.” You vow, climbing your arms over her until she’s engulfed in a hug stronger than any hug you’ve ever given before.
She laughs and it is like the bells of heaven itself have graced your ears. Your faces are right in front of each other, you can even feel her breath– the remnants of her laugh –tickle the skin of your cheeks.
How could you have ever imagined raising that knife? How could there ever be a world where you killed her? You know what you have to do.
“I love you Areve.”