I stumbled into our old room. Bawling. Hot tears ran down my face. My face red. I dropped to my knees in front of the bed. I grabbed the small case from under the bed and stood up. I took a deep breath in. I composed myself. I snatched the photo of us at paris
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I looked at it one more time before pulling the gun out of the case. I loaded it. And stuck the barrel to the side of my head. Idon'twanttobeherewhenshe goes
