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TRISTAN'S STORY (PART TWO)

TRISTAN'S POV

The next 3 days passed like a breeze. They drooled into each other to become one long day or at least that's how it felt. Every morning,I would wake up and go straight to Angela's room just to stare at her and hope that she was breathing because I would never forgive myself if anything were to happen to her.

Sometimes I'd hold her hand so hard that her claws dig into my skin and I bleed out. I miss her so much that I even miss when she hurts me. If she were to wake up now and dig her claws into me, I'd be fine. As long as she was alive.

Not a single moment passed that I didn't replay how I pushed her to the wall in my head.The guilt hurt and it was slowly eating me up and all everyone could do was blame me.

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"She's gone!"

Today was the fourth day, the day she was supposed to wake up and I had spent almost all night by her side in case she woke up so I could be the first person she saw. Someone must've dragged me to my room because I didn't remember falling asleep t
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