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~Meet me at the place where it all began.~
Malkov couldn't ignore the note. The handwriting, the smell. All too familiar. Could his mate truly be back? ...No, he couldn't get his hopes up. Maybe he was just here to say goodbye for good. Go home, to his own planet. He was a God there... What did he want with a broken-minded vampire anyway?
Taking a shaky breath he opened up the doors to the bar and walked inside to sit in one of the darker corners, bartender giving a nod. He knew Malkov well, and this was not the first time he had come to sit in here, alone.