The 99th Time We Fell Apart
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all day finally starte
idiot! Did you forget your vows
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the sickness part, Ethan! This is where I'm suppo
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d, replaced by a raw, soul-de
, his voice hoarse. "You deserve a life. A long
years or five months or five minutes! I want it with you! I would rather have a single day with you, kn
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clung to for months
nd he pulled me into his arms, his bo
is arms a steel cage around me,
he words muffled against my h
ming down my face, soaking
o broken people holding each other
barely audible over the wind. "Okay. I
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