Finney's pov:
I see Robin holding onto the waist of another. He's smiling, with the smile that he once used to give me. As the old newspapers are piled in a corner.
"Local 16 year old Finney Blake, murdered." Dated back five years ago.
My body is just an empty shell, but my soul couldn't leave Robin, I couldn't no matter how much I wanted to. As I watch Robin kiss the soft lips of the girl, I can hear my heart shattering, even though it's already stopped beating.
He found her after three years of refusing to accept the fact I was gone. When he found her two years ago my heart hoped that it was just a joke. That I was truly dreaming, and that he wasn't moving on from me, but he was.
I want him to be happy but seeing him with her, watching, not being able to say of do anything is a pain to hard to bare.
As I watch him as he pulls out a ring and gets on one knee. And that... Is when I died twice.
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