There was a sense of serenity traveling the air, but the turmoil that was breathing out from Hannah's lips was enough to turn the atmosphere mildly wild. There was still an entire foot between her and Riley, and yet her warm breaths caused Riley's long white hair to flutter due to how deep and strong they were.
"You know…" Hannah repeated her words in a whisper as she leaned ever so slowly closer to Riley, "...I feel really close to you for some reason."
"That is because you are, Hannah. You're only a few centimeters away from me right now."
"I'm… not talking about that, silly…" Hannah's words became even slower as her hand found itself sitting on top of Riley's thigh, "I mean…"
undefinedHannah leaned even closer to Riley; her nose, almost touching his face before her head just suddenly dropped toward Riley's chest.
"..." And just like that, her body was overloaded with all sorts of emotions; partnered with her very tiring day, Hannah could not help but just faint from exhaustion there and then.
"..." Riley slightly leaned his head down to look at Hannah's hair, before just letting out a sigh and gently placing her down the sofa to rest. And as her whistling breaths whispered in the air, a blanket flew toward her, softly landing and covering every inch of her body, leaving only her head exposed to breathe comfortably.
"Hm," Riley then gently adjusted Hannah's bangs with his hand, delicately pushing them to the side so he could see her whole face—and there she is.
Hannah.
Unlike the other variants he had seen, there was absolutely no difference in physical appearance with Hannah. He had seen two other Bernards, yet they looked somewhat different from each other due to their weight and their overall style, same with Diana. As for Alice, well—she's older. Aerith was completely different.
But Hannah? Her height, her weight, and even the way her body curved and moved was the same. It truly felt like his sister was sleeping beside him.
If there was one thing that was different, it was their relationship. Of course, their relation to one another would be completely different—but this was different.
This Hannah Ross is presenting romantic feelings toward him, he had seen it so many times before. And with that thought circling in Riley's mind in a loop, he could not help but remember the fake wedding he had with Hannah. It was a weird feeling, but he recalls that it was also a nice feeling—almost as if he gained a semblance of normalcy in his life.
'Normal', Riley could not help but close his eyes and sigh upon thinking of the word. The smile that almost crawled on his face, gone before it could come to life, expressionless.
The reason he didn't continue torturing Jonas was that he really had no reason to. He wanted to hurt him because Riley knew that he gained his ability by extracting a part of Megawoman—Riley found himself a little… angry. But when he realized that the Megawoman of this world is not the one he knew, he stopped.
It should be the same with the Hannah of this world. She is completely different from his sister; no matter how similar they are, even if they truly are the same people and just different versions of each other, this is not his sister.
And so why?
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Why does he feel some sort of attachment to the stranger lying and breathing beside him?
Riley breathed out as he opened his eyes and once again looked at Hannah's face.
Peaceful. This is her life without his genocidal brother in the picture.
Riley knew what is right and what is wrong—that was part of the fun. Destroying everything and torturing everyone was only fun because he knew it was wrong, and he didn't care. He just has to because that is what he was made to do, and he had learned to fully embrace and enjoy it.
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"This is wrong," a small whisper escaped Riley's lips as he looked away from Hannah, "You know, Hannah. I believe more than anything that if there is a way to truly control me, that is you. I could even perhaps consider you my weakness."
Riley smoothly brushed the back of his hand on Hannah's hair as he looked at nowhere in particular, "I want to ignore you, I want you to be rid of me—and yet every part of me needs you. I need to be with you. I made a promise to myself that I break over and over again. You are never going to be safe and happy with me."
"..."
"When I approached you, I thought things would be different," Riley placed his palm above Hannah's cheek, but did not touch it, "I thought that because you are a different person, it is alright to risk being by your side."
This Hannah is different, she is a complete stranger. So Riley thought that he wouldn't care even if he puts her in danger…
"But it's not," Riley moved his hand away, "I underestimated how dear you are to me. Even as a stranger who has lived a completely different life…
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