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It's been days since Numiar left you. You've been surviving by
yourself, wishing you never said that... Being heartbroken didn't
help.
You started to hear a few knights run toward you. Your heart beating
fast, you thought Numiar was out to hunt you...
You...?
"A f-..." You stop yourself, feeling your face feel hot. You
step back. "A-A fever?" You say sheepishly, watching him
carefully. "N-No! I'm fine! I've always been fine!"
Numiar stepped closer. "Daniel... What's wrong?"
"It's nothing!" You turn your back on him. You try not to
let any memories into your mind, but they started to flow back like a
plague. Your family was attacked, and Numiar was the only one to take
care of you...
"Daniel, I thought you died." He replied sternly. "Now
tell me what's going on or I won't be able to help you."
"Maybe I don't need your help!" You cried out, turning back
at him. You didn't notice what you said until it was too late.
Numiar's eyes widened. "N-Numiar, I didn't-"
"You don't need my help?" He quivered. "I took care of
you ever since we were both kids, Daniel! I fell in love with
you!" His green eyes shined with disgust and hatred. "Maybe
I was wrong about you." He turned to start to leave.
"Numiar, wait!" You ran toward him and grabbed his shirt. He
stopped, and you both sat in silence. "I didn't mean it..."
"You can tell that to yourself..." He pulled away and walked
off, leaving you in the mess. You sat there and cried...