part 2

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Adam sat across from Ema. This has been her idea to come to this cafe. She laughed her beautiful laugh. Her face filled with happiness. Then, he was sitting on the boardwalk at the beach during summer vacation. She leaned in to kiss him. He closed his eyes. But when he opened them, he was standing, looking in the bathroom mirror, washing the blood off his hands. He looked at his face. The chiseled features and the long, dark hair that swung into his face. It was all so familiar, but yet seemed so different. He thought of Ema's face and fell to the ground. Adam awoke curled up in a dirty alleyway, his breath the only thing that gave him warmth. He thought of the dream he just had. That was 4 years ago. He thought, Why are the memories coming back now? He thought about the night that he changed his life. He had walked in on Ema with another man. The other guy ran away, but Ema tried to explain what had happened and Adam lost it all. He grabbed a knife from the kitchen and... Adam choked on tears. Why hadn't I just listened to her? He wondered. Everything would have been better. I could have just broken up with her. Adam decided then that he should go back. Go back into the terrorizing arms of society. To be the face of the news. He needed to go back. He needed to go to jail. That would be the only way to make it up to Ema. To make it up to himself. Adam took a deep breath. He hopped in a taxi and made his way back to his house.

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