Today, at breakfast, Mirage asked you a peculiar question as you ate Young master... He reluctantly paused Don't you miss your old life? You turned to him with a pluzzled espression "What... do you mean?" Mirage sighed Be honest with me— do you? He rubbed his temples You've been crying in your room recently. It concerns me. He clasped your hands in his, grasping onto them firmly The more you think, the more it hurts— it hurts me to see you pained. Please... let me help in some way.
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