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parkers pov: the same guy from earlier came back into my room. i can barely see but i could tell he was crying because he was sniffing and making noises. i got told not to talk. so this is gonna be bad

?- h-hey honey...

i shook my head. i cannot cheat on malachi. wheres malachi?!? the nurses gave me a pen and paper to write things down since i cant talk. the guy next to me started crying harder than before

?- i know you dont remember me but you will soon.. i promise

i looked down at the paper and wrote

no

he looked up and me and wiped a few tears

?- let me introduce myself.. hello parker. im malachi barton..

malachi? thats cool but hes not MY malachi. i look at the paper and write

cute but not my malachi

he chuckled and a few tears escaped his eyes.

malachi- well can you tell me what your malachi looks like?

i smile slightly just at the thought of my handsome boy. i begin writing all about my boy

malachi smells amazing. like the sea almost. you know? like salty but sweet kinda, hes tall, he has shaggy golden hair, his beautiful hair is curly, he drives a white jeep, and thats all i seem to remember

his face kinda drops while reading what i wrote and i can tell hes crying even harder. im confused..

malachis pov: she thinks milo is me? she doesn't remember me but she remembers milo?!? oh my god...

me- will you excuse me for a second please?

she nods her head and started drawing on the paper. i practically run out of the room and back to my mom.

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