12:The Dead Lives On

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Willow. I couldn’t believe that I didn’t a word at the airport. The moment I had set my eyes on Floyd and Ruby, seeing them happy together, I felt something in the pit of my stomach. Something that I had dreaded and would kill myself again just to escape it if I wasn’t strong. They seemed too happy to be together, while I am here, trying to put my life together, while I am keeping my sanity. I can’t let them to keep on being happy. I will have to look for a way to hasten my plans so that their lives would end right in front of them, just like they made me watch my death. “Willow.” Damon called. “What?” I mouthed. I couldn’t just blame myself for the words that would be coming out of my mouth at the moment. I am still trying hard to accept the reality of what is happening in front of me.

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