The years with him flashed before my eyes. The golden-haired boy who had taught me so much about myself. The one who had my heart and always would. I recalled his face: the flush in his cheeks when we’d made love, the way his green eyes sparked with determination one moment and with love in the next, and the small smile that lingered in the corner of his mouth when he tried to hide his amusement at me but failed. I had spent years memorizing every detail of him, storing his face to memory, and I finally knew why. It was to prepare for that moment. I’ll see you in the stars, my warrior, I
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