Recovery (A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)
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"It's best for all of us to, not forget, but to move on." I knew she was trying to cheer us up, but her eyes said it all. Rose was as sad as I was. She couldn't hide it, even if she tried. You can never move on from death. Because it follows you, wherever you are. Especially if the death were your own mother and father.
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