“To say you don't isn’t a shocker, so stop making me repeat myself.” she started to walk down the stairs - hearing the footfalls behind her. There wasn’t anything to hear besides the quiet pairs of steps. Carefully, a hand catches the back of her collar. Turning to face each other she said for a second time, “Maybe in another life. We will find each other then.” The words that followed were gentle, “I don’t want in another life.” She paused, trying to pull put an intelligent response, but there wasn’t one. She left, holding their hands for the last time.
Sunlight annoyingly crept though the windows, and she woke up alone.
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