For her there are two extra days,
For him it's too late...
"It doesn't matter who you'd die for, but for who you'd live", i whispered, "Timothée?"
"Yes angel", he answered
"Promise me. Promise me you will live for me", i felt my body quiver
"No Amy. I won't live for you, I'll live with you", he promised and his lips softly touched mine
"No you won't", I thought to myself.
⚠️𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞
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