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Getting news that you'll most likely die is probably not the worst thing to hear. Knowing how you'll die is worse.

"I've come up with a theory." Ender says. I can feel his cold hands on mine. "First, your senses will be wiped out. Sight, taste, hearing, then touch. Then your organs will slowly shut down."

I cringe. "Sounds like a peaceful death to me."

I hear Ender suck in a breath. "Elena.. Since you might.." I hear a soft sniffle. "I might as well tell you." His hand touches my cheek. "The minute I saw you, I knew I loved you."

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Sorry it's so short!
I'm getting ready to move which is on the 27th and I will not have wifi to update for a while but I will make sure to give you the best, longest chapter ever!!
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