-chapter four-

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The next day im here again, where i feel i belong.

''Goodmorning love" he says with a yawn to which i inspect the dark circles under his eyes

''Holy shit, did you even sleep?''

''ah...no i was up taking care of my little sister." he replies in a sleepy voice

I give him a questioning look that he notices

''Its Nothing much, she's just sick''

Sick...? I hope its nothing bad

''Anyways, i thought we would talk to the citizen who found roberts body today'' he says before he gets a call that he answers

''Hello? What... Are you serious?'' the words fly out of his mouth so quickly and smoothly as if he was planning on using them

''Whats wrong?" i ask in a nervous voice well trying to hold back many questions

And then theres my answer *hes dead* what? *hes dead.* huh?

''Hes gone Lanie! Hes gone." and then the realisation hits me and my words are set back into my throat like a pill i cant swallow.

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