Unwritten Destiny (Jesus: Walking Dead)
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He was nonstop pacing back and forth in a small circle
"Paul-" Jenny said softly as she approached him
"No! I have to do this"
"You don't have to" He finally stopped pacing when she grabbed his hand "Please, don't go" She looked into his crystal blue eyes
He wrapped his hand around her cheekbone "If I don't come back. You know how I feel about you" He leaned in and kissed her forehead before he walked out of the room with his head hanging low. He never could say I love you to her, even though he does.
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