A loneliness in him that resonates with the loneliness in me.
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I don’t want to die. Not now. Not yet, not yet… I haven’t even gotten a chance to live. It’s ironic, considering how I got in this mess in the first place. But that was before…
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Stars dance across my vision, and I think of the tattoo on Nolan’s shoulder. The night sky. If there’s a heaven, I hope that’s where it is. Embedded in his skin.