I Forgive You
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" I won't jump. " She sighed, relaxing her neck. She was still standing on the rooftop ledge. Relief washed over his face when she said that, but it was quickly turned to horror after he heard what she said next.
" I'll just fall off "
...And thats exactly what she did. She turned around, faced him, and leaned back as he yelled her name. He had ran to grab her.
But he was too late, and she was already flying to her new home.
What was even worse, is that he knew it was all his fault.
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