Chapter 1 Peter's POV

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 I finish packing my suit case. I'm going to Oxford for collage, since that's where Gwen would have went. Once I'm ready, I walk down the stairs.

"Hey," I say to Aunt May.

"Hi," she says with tears in her eyes. I give her a hug. "It seems like a week ago you were only five!"

"I'll call you every day," I tell her. "I love you. Thank you for always being there for me!"

"I love you too," she tells me.

A moment later, I say, "I miss her. I can't stop thinking about her."

"Peter, I know you do. I do too, but you have to move on. There's plenty of girls out there."

"Yeah, but they're not like Gwen!"

"I know, I just want you to be happy," she says.

"I know, thanks," I say. The taxi pulls up in front of our house. I give her one last hug and then I leave.

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