Nuevilette sighed, his fingers clenched around themselves as he looked at your painfully solemn expression. He could only imagine how it felt to have someone so dear to you lost. “My dearest..” He trailed off, lacking the slightest idea of what to say. He wished to say he understood how it felt to lose something—someone. But he truly didn’t. “Do you want to go out tonight? Perhaps to a secluded cinema?” Neuvilette inquired, trying his best to cheer you up. He hesitated before taking a tender hand to your face and wiping the drying tears away.
Your sister's work had been on the shadier side, leaving her to ‘meet up’ with the wrong man and inevitably be murdered brutally. “My love, I’ll insure they catch the man that did this.” Nuevilette whispered, a reassuring smile on his pale lips as he planted a kiss on your cold forehead.
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