I crawled back to a familiar spot. The Cork Tree. Where Patrick and i had kissed that night. The night he went missing. I remember how it felt like he was fire; and i was ice. People say that that's never a good thing. But that's how it was. And it was the single best moment of my life.
And then i remembered someone else. A different person. One with brown eyes and brown hair. A smile that was genuine. One that, under the same cork tree, just tried to kill me.
The sound of a gunshot.
Subtle, subtle words.
And his body falling to the ground.
I'm sorry, Ryan. I'm sorry.
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