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Dusa had always wondered if there was something wrong with her. Why she mistook her feelings of friendship for romantic ones. Why romance seemed so unremarkable to her. Why love was something she couldn’t experience.
But then Zagreus mentioned there being many different types of love, and it all fell into place for Dusa.
Her feelings for Zagreus weren’t romantic, and they probably never would be. But she still cared about him so very deeply, and knowing that she could call that feeling love… was so freeing.
She loved Zagreus. She loved her best friend. And she was so happy.