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Is it Still too Late?

“B..Blake. But.. I..” My mind hadn’t been this jumbled in a long time either.

“Listen. You wanted me out of your life. So I left. And now I’ve met my Princess-to-be.” Blake said straight face.

“You can’t do this. I’ve always loved you Blake. Couldn’t you see I was scared, hurt and alone? Couldn’t you tell I just need some normalcy after having figured out about who you really are by my self?” I couldn’t lose Blake again.

“Aea, you had your chance and you told me to leave. I’ve moved on and I think you need to also.” Pain flickered across his face.

“It hasn’t been that long. Things can get better between us. You.. you said you’d always love me.” My voice broke and I snapped, sinking down to sit on my roof.

“Aea, sweety, I do love you. But I was hurt. I didn’t know what else to do…” Blake whispered.

“You could have tried something, could have kept loving me, could have taken me back..” My voice was barely a whisper.

“Is it to late now Aea?” He asked wrapping his arms around me.

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