Cleo woke up to the sound of laughing downstairs. She recognized both sets of laughter and a small smile appeared on her tired features. He had stayed. He had disrupted his never ending schedule for her. For her. He had stayed. For her.
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Suicide Helpline
Teen Fiction❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be t...