(LAST PART)
Four years had past since you past away.
Your son growing more and more, but asking questions about you.
"Daddy, where is mummy?" He asked Michael, looking up with his blue eyes.
"Mummy? She is flying with the angels, watching down on us." "She can see me now? Really!" Bryan said.
"Yes son" Michael said with teary eyes.
"Hii mummy! I love you! I wanna fly like you" Bryan shouted looking up at the sky. Michael let a tear escape whilst whispering "i love you so much y/n Smith Clifford." And taking you sons hand and walking through the park.
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FanfictionThis is a sad story about you and Michael clifford. If you don't want to read a sad story don't read this. Thank you In this story i use "y/n" and that means "you name"
