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I got into the car, my wife was sitting in the driver's seat, her eyes glaring in front of her. "What did I do?" I asked softly, but she didn't look back. I groaned and slumped in my seat and placed the seatbelt on. "Honey?" I asked softly, "what did I do?"
A gift fell into his lap. He looked up from the source to see her grinning above him, his perfect angel ready to see him open the purple wrapped gift.
He worked his fingers quickly and pulled off the wrapping. 'Keys?' He asked.
the vase had flowers in it. She looked sadly at them, they were dying and she was unable to do anything about it, just like she was unable to save herself. She looked away and then glanced back at it. "Why me? Why cancer?" She whispered.
She turned quickly, her heart was racing as she looked at her lover. "Will you commit?" The woman asked, desperately hiding her feelings.
"I..." She trailed off, scared that her own answer was not what her heart's desire truly was.
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