Part 6

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My dad is gone. I run out of the hospital and Seb follows me. I run back to our apartment and break down. I lay down on my bed and sob. I feel Seb sit down beside me and hold me. "He would hate to see you like this," Seb says. "I know. I just can't imagine not having him here. Christmas is in a few days, what will Christmas dinner be like him?" I sob. "I don't know. But I do know I will be with you and I know it's not going to be easy, but he wants you to be happy and I know I love you, so we will make it through this," he says. 

I realize I had cried myself to sleep and I wake up several hours later to find Seb at the show. I decide I need to see my mom, so I head over to her apartment. I walk in to find her in shock crumpled up with her clutching a picture of him. 

(Imainage Jazzy is Zara) 

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(Imainage Jazzy is Zara) 

The truth is I had never seen this side of my parents. By this picture, you could tell how happy they were. I really never realized how much they love d each other. I sit down beside my mom. "He was so great," she says. "Yeah there was so much more I wanted to ask him," I say. "They say you grow out of the honeymoon phase, but we never did," she says. "We have to be strong, he would hate to see us like this," I tell her. We talk for a while longer before I leave. 

I walk slowly home and when I get there Seb left a note on the counter for me to go up to the roof. I walk up and see Seb looking out into the bright city lights. "Hey," he says as I walk out. "Hi," I say. "I wanted to ask you something," he says. "Shoot," I say. "Ok, do you wanna run away for a month? There's a cruise we can get a big suite on and it is a month-long trans-Atlantic cruise where we could get away for a while," he tells me. "Let's do It," I say and go to start packing my bags. I also remember to pack his Christmas present and before I know it I'm off to sleep.  

I was awakened to Seb shaking me and telling me to get up. "Morning," he says in a sweet voice. "Morning," I say in a shaky voice. I then get up and try to push the negative thoughts out of my head. Soon I have my suitcase in my hand and I am sitting beside Seb in the uber. As we drive along the streets I don't realize there are tears rolling down my cheeks until Seb wipes one off my cheek.  

Before I know it we are on the ship and in our room. I walk out onto our balcony and look out at the ocean. I feel Seb's arms snake around my waist and I realize I want to spend the rest of my life with this man. 

Word Count-550  

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