I pace back and forth, trying to get myself to open that damn door. I've done it so many times before, but if she's in there, there's no way I can bring myself to do this. Her soul is trapped here, and she's never leaving. Those damned stones are never ever going away. I just can't bury her. If I bury her, it's over.
I could never give any of this up. All of the women, all of the money, the love of my life: gone.
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The Three Stones in Ever Park
ParanormalYeah, it's true. They're guilty. Too bad their love can only hide the truth for so long.
