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I rushed her to the hospital. I hope she's okay but I know she's not. She's lying on a white-sheeted bed. She's breathing and her heartbeat is slow in the monitor. The doctor told me that I'm now allowed inside. I sat on the chair beside her and admired her beauty.




"Wake up, Aerin. I love you,"




Then I held her hand and squeezed it softly. I leaned in and pecked her lips which were now cold and cracked.

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