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In a hundred words…



How in Heaven’s name could he be dead?

Collapsed, and broken by her lover’s lifeless body, she held his head on her knees. Caressing his hair, covering every inch of his face with kisses, begging God to un-take his soul away from her, her burning tears rolled on his skin.

She remembered how he had promised to find her back if they ever got pulled away from each other… Walking to the cabinet, she brought back his handgun, lay against his corpse, and kissed his lips one last time.

Whispering, before she pulled the trigger…

Come and find me, love…

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