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who was proud to be an aristocratic nobleman, fell in love at first sight with Klop, a lower-class a...
"If you cannot pray for a better life, let me do it for you." I shouted this when I was reading. I screamed for all the suffering you have went through. Kloff's suffering was not worth a quarter of what you went through. I felt it, everytime you chose to die. I've been there - but I do not know what it feels like to loose a child, I do not want to know. I don't know what it feels like to not know ANYTHING about your children.
"If reincarnation, time travel, reborn, is the trend nowadays, why weren't you written with that privilege, Aeroc? You deserved it." I asked and told myself. I cannot bring my heart to read the novel. I do not want to find out if you have forgiven Kloff or in the next life you remade all your choices and now you're living happily. That was not the kind of 'happy' that I wished and prayed for. If I could write your story differently, I would. But I can't and I won't.