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thirty-five.

kayfost: I was five the first time we built a sandcastle together. At six, you read me bedtime stories after you wore me out with hide and seek. At seven, you gave me roses after my first play. At eight, you took me to Italy because I wanted to see the volcano. At nine, you gave me a brother. At ten, we became the three musketeers. At eleven, you pushed me to invest my time in acting because I loved it so much. At twelve, you drove me to my first big audition. At thirteen, you took me to my first art show. At fourteen, you took me to my first day on a movie set. At fifteen, you took me to my first big audition for a tv show. At sixteen, you watched me as Enid and supported me when mom kicked me out. At seventeen, you attended a movie premiere with me. At seventeen, you watched me join another cast. At eighteen, you got out of remission. I'm eighteen, dad. I don't know what to do without you. It seems like I'm in a bad dream and I'm gonna blink and you'll be here, laughing next to me and telling me rowan is the best person I could ever date. You've always been my rock, always been the one person who loves me when no one else seemed to. You're the one who told chandler to keep me safe because you couldn't be there. You're the one who hugged me extra tight when I started crumbling. I love you, forever. I'll miss you until the end of my days. When I see you again, I hope you'll be proud. Thank you, daddy. I love you.

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kayfost: hey guys, rowan here. kay is going through it real hard, so she's not going to be online for a while. if anything happens, derek, chandler, and I will be on here to let you guys know. please let her and her family grieve properly. they need it. all love. x

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