From Across The Hall
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- You promise? - he asked
- Ofcourse my love,I will adore you forever- a whisper, with a gentle tear rolling down his cheek. - Stay with me...please?- he broke, cried and lowered his head - I am s-sorry.... I adore-
The beep stoped and was now continuous - No n-no help nurse NURSE! - He screamed.
I don't want to live without you!
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