“I’m going to be up there,” he pointed to the dancing stars and the gleaming moon. He traced his finger across the sky, as if he were feeling it, waving hello, telling the universe, I’m coming.
“Please take care of the fish, Katherine Tate.”
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If I cried writing this you will cry! Its really sad! Comment what you think I should add as a plot twist and maybe I'll use some of your suggestions. I hope you enjoy this shocking love story.