Prolouge

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Brendon's POV

I walked through the graveyard carrying a bouquet of flowers, red roses to be exact.

Graveyards still creep me out but every year for the past 2 years I still go out and see her.

Looking up the clouds were looking worse and worse by the minute. Dark and grey, just how I feel.

Walking up to her grave I set the flowers down on her grave as my tears well up.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry." I cry falling to the ground collapsing in sobs

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