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Twenty eight

James watched as his daughter was covered by a large white cloth.

"Portia, please, no....."

"Sir, you must step away." requested the man covered in that white smock he hated so much. James began to gasp.

"You can't take me away from her." he shouted and ran to the girl's body. He slowly uncovered Portia.

Her face was white and cold. Hair fell delicately down the sides of the girl's face that had once been full of life. He looked at her with despair.

"Portia, please..."

She sobbed uncontrollably as a giant pain shattered her heart.

She was dead.

-

James stood up with his breath hitching. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, as tears streamed from his eyes like waterfalls.

He looked around carefully, he began to calm down. She was in her room, it had all been a dream.

-James? -asked a voice behind him. He jumped. It was Luna.

He remembered everything that had happened the night before in a second.

He looked at her carefully, she was only covered by the thin blue sheet fabric, her h
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