"Are you scared?" Jon whispered to me as he squeezed my hand. In all honesty, my heart was fluttering in my chest and my palms were clammy.

"Yes" I whispered back "I'm fucking terrified"

"I love you" He murmured "Please don't die on me"

"I'll try"



 That was 3 months ago now.  

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