AARON SHROVAThe wind gently blew her dark hair, and I ran to her, carrying her and spinning her around."Aaron!" She smacked my shoulder.She squealed as I continued to spin her."Hey, put me down," she screamed, and I did, gently letting her feet touch the ground.Her eyes widened as I caressed her cheeks."You're here," I kissed her forehead, the second time I would cry today."I-I am," she nervously replied."Is this a dream?" I chuckled. "I thought I had lost you.""You have, though," she withdrew my hand from her face."Lana, please!" I held her hands tightly but carefully enough not to hurt her."You left," her voice sank deeper."I did not mean to." Her tears dropped onto my hand, stinging like venom."But you did," she sobbed."Every day, every single day, I have been in pain. Unable to heal, unable to move on. You are, you will always be my only love," I urged her. "Look at me."Her head remained low, her eyes reluctant to meet mine."Just look at me," her hands trembled in
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