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      Noah drove Casey to an abandoned church hidden behind trees, located fifteen minutes from the park. He held out his hand and led her in. When they stepped inside, there was a beautiful wedding dress hanging on the wall. On the other wall across from it was a suit. Noah sent Casey to get changed and called up his friend to tell him that they were ready. Then Noah got changed. By the time he had, his friend had arrived. The three of them spent a few minutes talking and then started their private wedding. Casey could barely walk. She couldn't tell whether she was just that sick or nervous. Probably a mixture of both. When she finally made it up the aisle the room started spinning. She collapsed hard onto the ground. Noah fell to the ground beside her.
"Casey! Casey! Can you hear me? Casey, darling, stay with me. I need you. I love you. Casey!"
Casey opened her mouth to speak but she couldn't get the words out. She grabbed Noah's hand and wouldn't look away from him. Noah scooped her up in his arms and held her. He started crying and that's when she noticed she was crying too. She wiped her tears and then his and then built up the strength to speak.
"Noah I'm sorry. I love you but I've ruined your life and that isn't fair. Please forgive me-"
"Casey that's not true at all.... Casey? Casey!"
She had stopped breathing. When Casey's breath stopped so did Noah's world. He had failed her. All the things he should have done and said. He should have done things sooner. Noah knew Casey would never want him to think that way.

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