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Rounding the corner to the alley, I expect to find Nate standing there, leaned up against his car, maybe even jokingly quoting Twilight with a “Where have you been, loca?”
Funerals are for the living because the dead don’t give a damn.
He takes a step toward me, grazing a finger across my cheek. “Without you, my world ends.” “The world already ended, Blake.” “Only for a little bit, until you came back into it.”
