It all started here. Sitting on the beach, sipping a cold soda. Now though the scene was the same, there was a different feeling. It was a feeling of pain, pain so strong it was like a knife slowly sinking into my heart twisting left and right, screaming in my head "JOHN! JOHN! JOHN!". Tears stream uncontrollably. Why him? Why did they take him? Why did they take him from me?
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Taken With His Love
RomanceThe story of the paris attacks through the eyes of two lovers
