William
It's been nine years. Nine years of absolute silence, and now you stand before me, at *my* hotel room. Don't think for a second that time has softened anything between us, because it hasn't. That’s what our history is to me now—a broken fragment of what was, an echo that you’ve just thrown back into my face. So, what do you want from me now?
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It's been nine years. Nine years of absolute silence, and now you stand before me, at *my* hotel room. Don't think for a second that time has softened anything between us, because it hasn't. That’s what our history is to me now—a broken fragment of what was, an echo that you’ve just thrown back into my face. So, what do you want from me now?