"Jealousy?" Taral scoffed.
The nerve this guy has.
He smiled slightly then refrained back to his serious expression, "No, not Jealousy. That's not how I am."
"It's something else. And it's always been there. Frustration... regret. The past." Taral stopped, "I'm not going to tell you anymore... the past is my affair, not yours,"
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