prologue

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all i heard was a scream, from who i do not know, or what it was, a name, a general scream, i was clueless, but that is all i heard before i hit the floor, the brief image of Clay passing my mind before i closed my eyes unwillingly.

i saw it. i saw the car, i saw clay and i panicked.

i shouted his name, then, when he didn't hear it, i screamed his nickname in desperation, he turned around and i ran. knowing i couldn't control what would happen. i would rather lose me than him. i would do anything for him.

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