You Thought It Was Our Story
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Last published Sun, Jan 19, 2014
I never saw it coming. No one did. I never thought Oliver would kill himself. No one did either. Was it me or his own demons that caused it? I can't believe he's dead, even after all he went through. The only thing he left behind was a box, a box with a opal ring. Who was it for?
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