Chapter FortyEight

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"Mr Di Angelo?" A man walks over. I look up through my tears and not, wiping them away quickly.
"These belong to Will Solace." He hands me his clothes and a small bag containing what was in the pockets.

I open the bag and spill the contents onto my lap.

His keys, some loose change, an elastic band, a paperclip (why did Will even have an elastic band or a paperclip in his pocket?) and his phone.

The last object land son my lap and o a look at it with confusion. It's a small black box. I hesitantly open it and nearly drop it.

Inside it are two rings.

One is black, the other is gold. They're both very simple, but that make anthem even more perfect.

I stare at them, then look at Will, then look at the rings again.

"You were going to propose?" I squeak. Will doesn't react, but I can almost imagine him smiling.
"You idiot!" I shout. "You were so distracted you crashed the car and... And..." My anger drains away and is replaced with guilt. "But I distracted you..." I sigh.

"This is all my fault." I realise. "I first yes you and made us crash... I put you in a coma." I clench my fists and squeeze my eyes shut. "I'm so sorry." I apologise. "I..."

"It should have been me."

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