"NO, NOT PERSEPHONE" He yelled, but it was to late. The knife had already pierced my heart, my blood flowing to the floor around me while everything around me began to fade.
"Hades..." I released with my almost final breathe, thats when I saw his face glowing with tears.
"Persephone, please fight. Please don't leave me!" he pleaded slowly removing the knife from my chest.
Suddenly the darkness was back and with my final breathe I whispered "I will always love you... Hades!" and then I was gone.
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The Ghost Whisperer
RomanceThey say only the gods know how we die and that until the day we die we don't know our fate. But I knew all along, everyday I faced it! Because I am a Ghost Whisperer!!!
