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As I came out of the store I got in my car. I kept the pencils on top of the dashboard and ran my fingers on my hair. Ella's behaviour had moved me. I have not assumed that she would conceivably tear the paper and thrash it away.

"How can she damage her creation that way? She was not that before. Why did she do that?"

I regretted turning back and getting water for her. If I hadn't turned back and talked to her at least she wouldn't tear it. But I was not able to resist seeing her in difficulty.

Her small behaviour does affect me a lot and when I heard her chocking again I was not able to stop myself from turning back. It was completely not in my hand.

Last time when I saw her dropping off from the bridge I had no other intentions beside rescuing her. When I finally rescued her and brought her to the seashore I hardly believed it was her. It felt like I was in a dream.

The person who I have waited for so long was just in front of me. My dreams and desire had finally accompl
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