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Dear Issac,

I was outside in my garden today.

My back to the grass, my eyes to the sky.

Do you remember when we used to do that?

Aimlessly talking about anything and everything after chasing each other in the garden. It was all one of many happy moments we spent together. The laughter that followed this was my favourite though, it was my favourite because you'd always find a  way to make my stomach hurt.

You'd then do something to tease me which led me to chase you again until the sun went down and it became too chilly to stay outside. You'd lend me your jumper every time even though we were going inside anyway.

This moment was ours.

Now I do it alone.

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Author's Note: This was one of the most heartbreaking chapters ever because Emma was reminiscing the good times. 

Leave me your thoughts, loves.

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