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Shawn asked me to grab every gift from Taylor's room.

He couldn't go back.

Still didn't state why.

But when I got there Taylor was gone and so was the bed.

I grabbed everything and walked out.

Observing the room.

"Oh, related to Taylor Caniff?"

A nurse frowned my way.

"Yeah, sure. Where is he?"

"I'm sorry... he passed away."

My ears muffled as my sight went blurry.

"NO NO NO!"

I ran out the room with everything Shawn asked for.

I saw him and immediately hugged him.

"Let's go. I'm sorry."

He cried in my chest as we walked to my car, leaving his here.

"I miss him so much."

We said together.

- Matthew

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