My hand trembled as I reluctantly aimed my gun at the only man/woman I had ever loved. With a racing heart, I pulled the trigger. Shock overwhelmed me as the firearm slipped from my grasp, clattering against the floor. I stood there, frozen, longingly gazing down at the lifeless figure of the person who held my heart. A profound sadness etched itself onto my face as I fought back tears....PAUSE! lets go back a few months
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