00| Prologue

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I can't remember the shade of his eyes. For the life of me, I just can't remember. I swear they're amber. But how brown? How many specks of gold?

I should have counted the specks the countless amount of times I've stared into them.

But I can't.

I can't shove his eyelids back because what if they're rolled to the back of his head? What if they look lifeless and it breaks me?

I watch his gown covered body rhythmically push up and down with the help of the machine attached to him. I listen to the sound of the heart monitor beep constantly. I smell the tingly scent that disinfectant wafts to my nose. And I shift the little black box containing a ring in between my two hands.

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