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Death was a friend to her; she was unafraid of it: bringing to to others, meeting it herself. And yet, she’d flinched from it today… What was it about that man that she just couldn’t let go? Couldn’t conquer the part of her heart that had loved him?
Death was a friend to her; she was unafraid of it: bringing to to others, meeting it herself. And yet, she’d flinched from it today… What was it about that man that she just couldn’t let go? Couldn’t conquer the part of her heart that had loved him?
