To Those For Whom Even Regret Is A Luxury (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 109

Then, a silhouette abruptly approached.

The previously dark figure’s features came into view. Dante, now closer, curled the corners of his lips into a faint smile.

“You often dream of me, don’t you? Dreams where I appear.”

His whisper-like voice tickled my ears.

I couldn’t find a reason to resist, so I slowly nodded.

Surprised by my docile agreement, Dante’s eyes widened slightly.

After a brief pause, he smiled even more deeply.

“What do I do in your dreams?”

It wasn’t the first or second time Dante had casually invaded my dreams.

In the early days after we met, I’d grown frustrated by how cryptic he was—even in my dreams—and sometimes I played music for him there, and on other occasions…

“…”

I pressed my lips tightly shut into a straight line. Even in my hazy consciousness, a sense of shame lingered.

From within the darkness before me, I saw his red eyes gleam—like a hawk sighting its prey.

“Ariana.”

Dante suddenly drew near. His whisper grazed my lips from a distance so close it nearly brushed against them.

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