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Chapter 8

Thinking it was a call from me, Chris accepted the call with eager anticipation. "Misty!"

The person on the other end seemed to be taken aback for a moment, before they asked, "Are you Miss Reynolds' boyfriend?"

Chris only dumbly nodded his head and replied in a hoarse voice, "Yes, that's me."

"Well you see, I'm Miss Reynolds' therapist. It's been half a month since she's attended any sessions, so I was wondering if everything was alright?"

Chris opened his mouth, but it was as if the words were stuck in his throat. After a few times of trying, he finally managed to speak, "Sorry, I… I can't find her either…"

Hanging up the call defeatedly, Chris looked down at his trembling fingers, unable to mask his mental state any longer than he already had. Finding a picture of mine on his phone, he caressed it gently, desperately calling my name as he did.

"Misty… If I had believed you back then, would you not have died…?"

Sadly enough, there weren't any ifs in the world we lived in. Wha
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