Dead, Dying or Died?

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Anastasia POV A few weeks later. "I love you so much." I whispered to Mac. "I can't tell you how much sad I am.Your father is a monster,a vandal and a mad dog.He destroyed my life.He destroyed our lives.For his mistakes,his ex girlfriend took my baby,your sister.I don't know why.If she wanted revenge from him,why involve me? He made it crystal clear that he didn't have feelings for me." I cried. - *Flashback* "Baby girl could you stop working and come to me?" Michael shouted from the bedroom. "Coming! Have a little patience." I yelled from the kitchen.I turned off the stove and walked back to the bedroom. "I miss you." He said. "Yeah,you miss something else.Not me." I rolled my eyes. "It's going to rain tonight." He said. "I hate loud thunders." I groaned. "Let's continue, baby

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