1- The end is always a beggining

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"I miss you Rosie." I whisper her name like the lightest feather, a little sniffle coming out as I clutch her hand.

"Come with me." I say a little louder but not entirely certain of my words, a little sob following my words like my fate walking only a little faster than you, that's the thing, fate walks slow and steady but it's sure of its path and one day it'll reach you and you can't get out of it.

"I can't, we both know it, Eric." She squeezes my hand back, voice no less pained than mine.

"What do you mean?" I question, looking over at her, my vision blurry from the salty tears in my eyes threatening to escape.

She presses her palm against my chest gently.
"Because the only thing left of me is here, pretty boy." She smiles.

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Heyyy it's me author! I know this was a really really short chapter but it'll all make so much sense in the end I promise! Love y'all i appreciate any feedback💋♥️

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