Page 172 of Dear Heart, I Miss You (Easton High 3)

“I don’t feel anything.” She breaks into sobs, and I swear something shatters inside me. “I… I think she’s…”

Dead.

The word she’s looking for is dead.

Just like that, I feel myself fade. Or maybe I let myself fade. All I know is my body gives up on me, and I fall into a never-ending pit of darkness, trying my hardest to fight it. Until I realize that I’m never going to see her smile again. I’m never going to kiss her again. Or hear her laugh after telling her a dumb joke.

And suddenly, I don’t want to fight anymore.

Suddenly…

I want to keep falling.

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