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She's gone. She's officially gone.
Y/n is dead.
In the war, she did the snap not her father, Tony. In the second the stones was in Tony's suit, she took it from him.
Everyone still remember it. How they begged her to stop, How they told her that she was too young, How they told her its a mistake,
How they cried and didn't stoped beginning.
But she didn't listen to them, because y/n was a hero. And she wanted to save the world, She wanted to save her family,
She had to.
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Peter's heart ache when he got the message from Tony stark.
Because he spent the whole week missing her, Blaming himself for her death.
If only i was good enough. I could've talk her out of this, i could've take the stones from her and do it myself.
He spend the whole weekend in crying and mourning about the girl he loved, the girl who stole his heart. The girl who made him feel so special, and loved like he was actually matter is this shitty world. The only girl who got into his heart after what happened with the vulture. The only girl who could make him smile just with one touch. The first girl he ever loved.
And now? She's gone.
Mr. Stark: You need to see this, kid. She made it for you.
That's the message peter got this week, along with a big box. But he couldn't open it. He couldn't find the strength and the confidence to open it. Because he knows that it's all that left from her.
But now, after a week, he needed to open it. Not because he wanted to, because he knew she wants him to.
Peter locked himself in the room, and sat on the floor. Staring at the blue box.
Come on. Just do it. Do it for her.
And he did. He reached his hand to the box and gently grabbed it, lifting the silver cover.
The box was full with pictures and clothes, and a bunch of letters tied in a blue floss silk.
