The scar he left

The scar he left

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I'm lying here, buried under the soft white covers, like I'm the lifeless body they'll find at a crime scene. Officers hover over me, examining every detail, trying to figure out what caused my death. How will they ever uncover the truth? The real cause of death was heartbreak-the way my heart was ripped out, leaving me empty, like I didn't deserve it. I can't stop replaying that day in my mind, retracing every step, as though I lost something. Something simple, like my favorite headband or chapstick. But instead, I lost Samuel.
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