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Verso saw Maelle's fate in his mother's heartbreaking descent into all-consuming obsession. He didn't want this for her. His decision was clear. The canvas had to be erased. And he got his say. It was being erased before his very eyes. But... why wasn't he? Why was he... being pulled out into reality?
[ In an anguished whisper, he exhaled, “I’m tired… I’m so tired… I can finally rest now. I know this is hurting you. But can you be happy for me? Just a little? In your own big world… in your little room… would you think of me and spare a smile for me? Would you remember me as I am, not as you wished me to be?”
Heaving one last sigh, Verso closed his eyes. He was finally at peace. He could feel the beginning of his own disintegration.
But then…
In a last ditch effort, Maelle threw her arms around his neck and clung. Hard. He could feel her nails digging into his skin.
“I’m not letting you go,” she promised, half devoted, half feral. ]