For a moment, Rise stilled. He could only stare at that familiar yet unfamiliar face. The handsome face he adored. It did not change much, but incredibly different at the same time.
It was almost the same as in his memory of years later, but the cracks on his cheek through his neck were too visible, and Rise found it heartbreaking to look at.
In his vision, he had not felt anything more than confusion and did not have the time to scrutinize everything. And yet, Kamille appeared in front of him.
What should he feel right now? Rise thought... he would feel nothing seeing this Kamille. After all, this was not... his Kamille.
Then, why... why was his heart in pain right now?
Rise's lips trembled as it parted. He almost wanted to say something, but he could not find his voice or think of anything to say.
"Don't call him." A voice made Rise snap from these thoughts and quickly turned to his side.
