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A few days passed by.

I heard a song in the music store. It sounded really nice I knew you would like it. I brought it for you even if it's expensive. I just-.

wanted to make you happy.

I went inside the living room sneakily, and put the disk and set it up to play. Just then, I smelt something.

You were probably cooking, but the smell wasn't good like before. It smelt like it's burning.

I entered the kitchen and I saw you, spacing out in front of the pan that was filled with black smoke above it.

"Y/N!" I hurriedly went to you and turned off the stove.

"Are you fine?!" I asked, worriedly. And I finally noticed the tears on your face.

"Y/N.." Then you hugged me tight.

"I-I'm.. sorry!" You cried loudly. It was really painful to see.

I really felt useless.

It was another day of you sleeping in my arms-

with tears still stained on your face.

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