"So... do you love her?"Roger asked Ian. Ian turned his head facing Roger and simply smirked.
"Hmm... why do you ask?" Ian responded with a question. Roger pulled out a cigerette and reached in his trench coat pocket.
"You did love her, didn't you?" Roger persisted and smirked back at Ian and pulled out a lighter from his pocket.
>sighs< "Shes none of my concern anymore... to me... shes nothing more than a beautiful phantom that just lingers in my subconcious."

"Maybe the only reason you loved her is because she was the only one who didn't reject you at first sight. Sight doesn't matter to her and that made her perfect in your eyes. When People first gaze at you, fear becomes the first thing that runs through their hearts... and lets face it Ian... only a blind girl can ever see you for who you are... in the inside that is." Roger lectured.

Ian was in mixed emotions and was motionless.

"Aww, did I hurt your feelings... oh wait! I forgot! Monster don't feel anything!" Roger concluded.

  To be continued...