Chapter one

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I'm at his front door. I try to wipe the tears off my face, but they keep pouring down. I raise my shaking hand, and knock on the door. It's midnight but I have no where else to go. I missed him so much, and I know he missed me too.
" Hello?" His friend answered "who is it?" I think for a second. "Alice." I reply.
I hear someone running. Then the door flies open he takes me in, and he is squeezing me so hard I can barely breath.

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