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Ashton pinned the finished note to the wall before turning to his love, his eyes softening at the sight of her crying softly while staring at the gun in her hand.

"Shh, baby, come on."

He whispers, kneeling in front of her and removing the gun from her hands.

"You do it to me, I'll do it to you."

He tells her and she nods, taking her curly hair out of a messy ponytail.

"I want to be as natural as possible when they find us."

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