Chapter 25

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End of reception


Taylor pov

Once this horror show was over ezra, amanda, jeremy, selena and i stayed back.

They were sitting in the back and i walked over to the casket. I breathed in and out.


I slowly lifted the top with my hand and saw her.


My beautiful daughter.


Tears trickled down my cheeks.


"Hey baby girl." I whispered.


I gently put my hand on her cold, deceased cheek.


I shivered but kept my hand there.


"I love you so much sammy. this is killing me." i said and sobbed.


"Easy for you to say. You're not actually dead."


I lifted my head up and saw a smirking sam standing in her uniform, arms crossed.


"You're not really here."


She chuckled, "you're right. I'm not here. Am i?"


I shook my head, "no. You're here." I said.


She shrugged, "i guess. I'm in your head."


I nodded, "i know...i'm trying to think that this is just a dream... A horrible, terrible dream. And when i wake up, you'll be here. In my arms." I said and let

tears fall.


"I think that's called a nightmare." she said as-a-matter-of-factly.


I rolled my eyes, "still have your sarcasm." I said.


"Hey. Just cause i died doesn't mean i'm gonna be one of those sad, depressed ghosts. I got to live a little...well i guess now die a little huh?" She said and tossed her head back and laughed.


I couldn't help but crack a small smile.


"See? There's a smile."


I looked down at her body, "grandma died too...i lost two people i loved most within the same week. That has to be a new record huh?" I said and half heartedly chuckled.


"Mom."


I looked up into sam's blue eyes.


She had tears in them, "i'm so sorry." She whispered.


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