Blaise Taylor
I held Aidan's hand tightly as I stared into the blank space in front of me.
My mind, once rushing with a thousand thoughts, was now completely empty.
I had just lost the love of my life.
He was in a place where I could never find him.
I would never to see his smile again.
I would never to see his half smirk that unconsciously spread across his face when he was thinking about something mischievous or the dimples when he laughed hard enough.
I would never wake up to his arms holding me close in the morning or run my hands through his hair when he was struggling to sleep.
He was gone. It was my fault that he was gone. He died saving me.
I sat still next to Aidan for hours, staring at Aidan's face and hoping that a miracle would occurs and his eyes would open.
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