pte
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yes, the pain had
anding on my feet, perfectly
d over the room, th
motionless, soaked i
lin
e..." My voice c
rough it and my knees gave. I crashed down, but I didn't hit the floor... I passe
e as realisation that I was
s de
... Aren't I suppose
t door burst open. Heavy footsteps followed, then
phi
ille
e room in a single sweep... then his gaze land
d my hand. "I'm here..." I
then he passed right through me as if I wasn't even the
tightly in his arms, the terror I hadn't se
ness in his voice was gone. His voice d
ted, eyes f
ding my body and crying that hard when we h
se." His voice cracked on the l
t my stomach, beads of sweat forming on h
he orphanage where I was adopted. We had
that, on separate occasions, before I ev
person was the morning afte
... he'd returned to the country to oversee V
l we were t
he was losing someone he
ymore. Whatever the reason, it was
d inward before darknes
ing pulled me
my lun
nerve firing at once. Cold sweat soaked through my skin.
ped open, fingers tw
at my hands. N
e? Sop
unevenly as my
he familiar maroon gown fitted against my body. Then the crowd, ca
g proudly like something good was about to
ght?" A familiar voic
owly. It's
ment night three years ago, holding a familiar ring out tow
ed as the realisa
day everything began, and one month from now, Iv
him, through the
ille
crowd, watching me, and even after
k into my head. How he held me in his arms, panicking and
s voice. "You need to take t
ld one day put my favourite dress on another woma
est b
two rings in the box,
g what came next. Anthony's
rned and sta
's voice followed behind, but I didn'
king, until I was standing in front of Knoxville Fl
held mine, as if waiting for
reason behind that yet... I looked back at Anthony. He was standing a few feets from me, wearing confusion li
sister so
ox, a smile fi
e your u
ring and sai
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