The Love We Left Behind

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After about to minutes of being seated at the table the eldest child of the household named Akane, decided to try and talk to his cute youngest sibling.

Perhaps the problem was that I was so used to feeling the magic part of the water, that I couldn't tell it apart. I tried to remember the other times I had felt magic. The first time had been when Maxine used holy magic on me, and the second was when Dad had used the introduction spell with Lamlan. I wasn't sure whether Lamlan's poisonous bite counted. My spell seemed to think it did, but it didn't seem all that magical to me. No matter where you went, you didn't need magic to bite people. I suppose I had been sort of using magic when I predicted and then stole Lamlan's bite ability, but I wasn't hearing any voices in the water, so I couldn't imagine it being relevant.

(Dali dali silang tumakbo)

Kim Dokja waved his hand anxiously while pulling the other man closer. While he kept bragging about Yoo Jonghyuk's culinary skills with pride as if he was the one who had made the meal.

Hari demi hari kulewati, aku tidak pernah mau bertemu, menatap atau berbicara dengan ayahku, Saking aku marah dan kesal nya. Tapi hati aku juga menangis atas keputusan ayahku. Jika ayahku berusaha berbicara atau menghampiri ku aku selalu menghindar dan jika ayah mencoba menelepon atau sms aku tidak pernah menjawab. Aku seperti ini berharap agar ayahku berfikir dengan ayahku menikah lagi, bukan mendekatkan jarak diantara anak anak nya dan dia. Tapi malah memberikan jarak yang sangat jauh. Dengan begitu, mungkin saja ayahku akan mebatalkan pernikahannya. Tapi itu hanya hayalan ku saja. Kenyataan nya itu tidak terjadi, malah sebalik nya.