[2] ɪ'ʟʟ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ, ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ.

32.| ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ [1]

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    .Chapter Thirty-Two.
   [32]. One Day I'll Be Gone.
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❝  ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ
ʏᴏᴜ. ❞
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JAMES WAS AWAKENED BY Wanda who pulled the curtains open and allowing the sun to let its sun rays to beam into the room. James groans and covers his face with his pillow— he was clearly still tired. Wanda had been doing this for the past week.

"Wanda, next time I'm going to throw you off this balcony." James huffs, his face still buried in his pillow.

Wanda rolls her eyes and jumps onto the bed, she runs her fingers over James's marks. "Wake up. I haven't seen you all week."

"We live together, Wanda." James mumbles.

"Yes and you've been outside and at the gym almost all day with Bucky," Wanda argues. "I'm starting to think you'd rather marry him than me."

"Should I consider it?"

"You're disgusting."

James laughs and uncovers his face. "What's got you all cheery?" he questions, noticing her smile.

"Today hits day two."

"Oh my god, really?"

Wanda narrows her eyes. "You have no idea what I'm talking about do you?"

"Not even a clue, darling." James teases. "Do you enjoy being called that? Cause that's all you allowed me to say back in crazy town."

"It's cute."

James snorts. "Anyway, two days of what?"

"You not having nightmares!" Wanda exclaims excitedly. "We have to celebrate."

"I know a perfect way we can."

"That's the spirit. How?"

"You can get up, and close the curtains while I go back to sleep." James smiles, he brings the pillow to his face again only for it to be thrown across the room. "Ugh. What was that for?"

"You know, one day I'll be gone. And you're going to regret being a dick." Wanda says rolling her eyes.

James smirks. "Oh darling, I'll be dead before you."

"You're not funny."

"You started it."

Wanda scoffs, she stands from the bed. "Okay. Go back to sleep, Rogers," she says as she walks away.