Remember Me (Daryl Dixon)
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"Don't say that," I replied, my lip shaking. He quickly looked at me when he realized how pitiful I sounded. "There's a reason we found each other. Maybe it's God, maybe it's fate. But I know it's not an accident that I found you."
"And you mean that?" he asked as he peered into my face. Now he was doubting my truths. A tear slipped down my cheek, but I quickly wiped it away and hoped he didn't notice. "Yes, of course I do. I need you."
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