Revival

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After eating my breakfast, Alfred escorted me back to the airport. I didn't want to impose too much longer. Bruce understood. I got on my jet and flew back. As I returned, I found a note on the door of my penthouse.

Dear Megan,
I know you and the rest of this world think I'm dead, but I assure you, I'm not. I faked my death, only because I wanted to live a simple life on the farm like my mom. I'm sorry if I hurt you. See you soon.
Clark. x

I slid down against the door and put my hand over my mouth, in shock. He isn't dead. He's not dead!! Tears of happiness started streaming down my face. I ran inside my apartment and put everything away. As I sat on my bed, I wondered: Why did he fake his death? Couldn't he just cope for a few more weeks till I figured something out???

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