Dante let out another sigh, not taking his comment to heart. ❝ It’s up to you, Colby… ❞ He continued, turning away from him. ❝ Either believe that she’s really gone, or; Believe that she’s still with you, in your dreams, your soul, your heart… I think that’s what she would’ve wanted. ❞ Dante finished before leaving. The Anoai’s had more faith than most, Joe && Dante mainly, though he hated to keep a secret from Colby; He had to play the part… For Nova.
Colby frowned as the Samoan walked away before scowling and shaking his head. There was no point in chasing after Dante, not when he felt like his entire heart was breaking. It was a feeling he didn’t know, a feeling he had never known. He didn’t like the feeling, didn’t want to feel it. With a shiver going through his body, the Armenian frowned before looking around the field and narrowing his eyes at the person behind a tree. Stepping close, he bit on his bottom lip, tilting his head in thought.
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