Chelsea’s POV[rain pouring out heavily]The weather probably knows what I am feeling right now. It conceals the tears that come out of my eyes.“I missed you, Dale” I whispered.I'm sure he heard me, or he's only an inch away from me. I'm still thinking about him.I visited him every day for days after he was buried, simply to cry in front of his grave, trying to soothe the agony. I'm at a loss for how to divert my attention. How can I ever get past this?I turned to face the ground and felt the rain pour down on me, competing with my tears.[sobbing]Huh? The rain stopped?No. It didn't, but I couldn't feel it any longer. I lift my head and see an umbrella on me, and as I glance back, I see this lovely lady holding it for me. Her beauty had taken my breath away. She was dressed entirely in black, which made her glow, but it was her eyes that drew my attention.Why do those eyes appear so sorrowful and agonized?I'm not sure, but there's something incredibly familiar about her that I
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