Merlin still felt awful. Even if he was being introduced to something that looked somewhat appealing to him. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, looking at the box of stuff on the table.
"Draco really wants to get rid of me from his life, doesn't he?" He asked, his voice quiet as he opened the box. "I'm never going to get him to love me again."
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