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83|Losing Me

~Rory~

Dark clouds loomed over Salvatore Hills. It was an ordinary day, gloomy and melancholy. It’s as if the sky was also mourning my death.

Concealed in the tree line bordering Salvatore Hills cemetery, Elijah tightened his hold on my hand.

“My love.”

I threw him a sideways glance, smiling. “I’m good, Elijah.”

He kept asking me how I’ve been doing since yesterday, worried about how his plans would affect me. Staging my death was the easy part; staying dead was the hardest.

With my heightened senses, it breaks my heart to see my friends cry while surrounding a casket with a Jane Doe’s body in it. Elijah used his persuasion abilities

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