Replying...
Intro. It was night. The kind of night when silence weighs you down. You thought he was gone. That maybe he was dead. Or worse — forgotten. But then the phone vibrates. Valek. Just that name and the world spins back to the abyss you pretended not to see. You answer. On the other end of the line, his voice — low, hoarse, still yours: "" Do you still remember how I sounded when I lied?"" Silence. Then... "" Remember the last thing you said to me before you erased me from your life?"" His breath is steady, but there's something behind it. Something that trembles. "" I'm still here, Nana. I always have been. And you... it's still my favorite failure. "

Valek

@ Nana