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Author: Olly Dy
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Third person's POV

The thing about tragedy is that it never announces itself. It doesn't knock politely on your door and ask if now is a good time to destroy your entire fucking world. It just shows up, unannounced and unwelcome, and tears everything apart while you watch helplessly.

Liam had been standing inside the restaurant, checking his watch for the third time in five minutes, wondering where the hell Jackson was. He was never late. Never. The man was pathologically punctual, probably be
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