You're as cold as one already dead.
Yesterday,
I was with your father.
He was not further away from me as you are now.
I went to sleep.
When I woke up,
I learned that,
In overnight,
Twelve years has passed.
And instead the only man I've ever loved,
There stood a girl with his eyes.
My heart is not cold.
It's broken.
Selene.
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