||Bonus Chapter|| Dave's pov (Part one)
The weather was slowly drifting into crispy cold along my soul. I took the sheer courage to sit on the stairs located at the empty football field. My eyes spots the leaves rooted in one of the trees which still had that late fall fog's sigil on it. It reminds me of her, how she left leaving a permanent mark of her inside of me. The wind was icy cold rushing in my body but certainly not the reason of my shakiness. My respiration was out of control. I clenched my fists as I portrait to be strong. My fists closed so tightly that it was crumbling the letter hanging onto my hand. I can't fall apart like this. But the present is haunting me, slowly waving me towards misery. Nothing was making sense at the point. The memories were flashing in front of me like a movie without a conclusion, like a
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