The Death of Me
He mumbles in my hair as he soothingly rubs at my back, "It's okay. Just let it out."
The muffled sobs wrack against my chest and I talk, for the first time since two days, words part my lips, "He died while he was angry at me," I said through my tears, "I can't believe that...that was our last memory together," I cried out, "Now, I'll nev...I'll never know if he forgave me or not."
Roman pulled back a fraction and I felt his hands over my face, holding it, he said, "Of course he did," He said, "Cara, you know how much he loved you."
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