Your hands trembled seeing the contents turn from a childish love letter to poems all for you. Along the way, they became sorrowful tears stained pages the words a lament for how it hurt to see his love change but never fade. You ran to the fire as fast as your feet could carry you but when you got there all that was left was ash. In your sorrow a wrinkled hand extended. "I can turn it back if youre ready to lose everything." You sat up with a gasp to be shaken awake by a 14 yo Regas
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