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Veronica feels the sheer force by which she is hit, again and again, until she can see the streetlights adjacent to the window blur. She can feel the life slipping out of her, painfully slow, and excruciatingly so. The dizziness and the pain; they mingle with each other and become one, and then she falls, to the cold hard ground. She can feel the blood pooling around her head staining her platinum locks. She sees the face of her father, no, the monster who ruined her life and her mother's. He looks at her sadistically, almost enjoying her pain. At that moment she swore revenge, she didn't know how but she would still make a silent vow the night she died. She wouldn't let him rest peacefully after she was gone. Oh no, she would make it a living hell. Finally, her eyes closed in what seemed to be a forever and eternal sleep for her father.
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Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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