He stood at the grave's edge, his eyes fixed on the name etched into the stone...In loving memory of Brindle Gonzalez. Born 28th July 1994 to 2023...He bent slightly, still feeling the ache from the shot he'd taken days ago. In his hands, he loosely grasped a bouquet, their petals beginning to wilt like his own memories...As he gazed at the grave, a memory began to surface...As they hit the ground, Marko's arm wrapped tightly around her. He held her close, feeling her warm blood seep into his clothes, mixing with his own. Brindle's eyes, cloudy with pain, locked onto Marko's teary gaze.I... I... am sorry," he whispered. "I am sorry," he said as he gently touched her face.Brindle slowly shook her head. "No... no," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I am sorry for... for us not living our dream. Please... forgive me," she said weakly.Marko's tears dropped down as he looked at her, his heart breaking."Thank you for being the one who actually cared for me," she said, her voi
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