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Sometimes Eren wondered if the pain was really worth it in the long run. He could have it removed, lose all of his feelings and spend the rest of his life in lovely, peaceful solitude- But then, sometimes, just sometimes, Eren would catch a quip of those thin lips. He would notice a sliver of light dance under those pale, grey eyes and feel the need to slam his head into a table multiple times. Damn it all to hell. Or, the one where Eren's dad does Hanahaki removal and Eren meets Sheriff Levi when he brings a woman in. -This story originate again from my good friend, Katie @Fall1ingSoftly (or Fall1ing_Softly in AO3), which I've adopted and republished here. All credits and rights goes respectfully to Katie. So be sure to check all of her amazing stories!
Five Years Ago: Winter of the Flowers
