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When we arrived at the beach, I see Tal being slightly nervous, but I don't ask about it. I trust him, he would tell me if something happened, right? Why would he ever try to hide something.... and then I realise I am hiding something from him, the love of my life. I want to know everything about him, while I help his parents lie in his face. I feel my hands starting to shake and then something warm in them. I look down and see a third hand, Tal's hand. I look at him, and he looks at me. It feels as if I have known him all my life, and that makes me feel worse.

You are hiding something from him, those words keep repeating themselfs in my head. Again and again and again.

He lets go of my hand and opens the door of his car. He steps out and walks to my side to help me get out. He has a Jeep, so to get out I need to jump...but I still need to be careful with my ankle. He picks me up bridal style and carefully puts me down on the ground.

'Thank you'. I realise we haven't said a word at each other since he picked me up. I just don't dare to ask...what if he just doesnt love me anymore? What if he doesn't want to be in a relationship with me anymore?? What will I do without him? I can't! I love him!

I see everything going black and somewhere very far away I hear a familiar voice. But before I can react, I feel the cold ground on my back and see nothing else but empty darkness

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