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he added, obviously seeking attention.
"Tyler, look at me," I whispered, lips trembling, hand shaking, breath wavering and chest heaving, but his eyes were not moving. They were fixed, looking straight at the clouds above.
I felt something cold touch my hand and I looked up at the clouds, it was starting to rain.
“Tyler, get up. It's raining," I whispered but he didn't move.
He laid there in the rain, watching my face hover above his. The rain was starting to drench us both there while Landon stood behind us, holding an umbrella and watching us being drenched.
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