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1 year later...

I walked over to the gas station and grabbed some groceries, I was walking back to my house, but them a car rolled up next to me. My heart started racing. The car stopped, and the person got out. I put my stuff on the floor. "Hey, sweetheart." The person came closer. I recognized the hair. "Tom." I screamed, running to him, and pulled him into a hug. "I missed you sooo much." I squealed, "I'm really sorry for leaving you that day." He kissed me softly. I looked at his wrists, and I pulled them up and kissed it.

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