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His eyes are already on me, those dark pits of history holding so many of our cherished secrets. It’s like an electrical storm, lightning blasting right through my chest and filling my veins with the most intense power. His gaze lingers as people crowd around him, but it’s as though he doesn’t even see them. Only me. A smile pulls at my lips, and as the most beautiful one graces his,
I barge through the overfilled stands, shoulder past all the people, and hit the stairs running. When my feet strike the pavement at the bottom, I propel myself toward the field as Noah shoves past his teammates. A horde of people push onto the field behind me, but they aren’t nearly as fast as me. I bound toward him, and he barely has time to unclip his helmet and yank it off his head before I leap into his strong arms, thread my fingers through his dark hair, and kiss him deeply. He pants in exhaustion, and despite struggling to breathe, he gives me everything he’s got.
“This isn’t how this was supposed to go. We were supposed to have it all.”
After I’m gone, when you think about us and how we were together, I want you to remember us this way. Not the pain of losing me or the long days in that treatment center. I want you to remember these moments that were so unbelievably perfect that you took my breath away and left me feeling so overwhelmingly in love with you.”
“Promise me, Noah. Promise me you’ll remember us this way.”

