Prologue

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Nate's POV


"Water..." she gasped, "I need...I need...to breathe. Take the tubes out. Please"


Once the tubes were removed from her throat, thank god they did not damage her vocal cords, she smiled peacefully in her sleep, breathing her own breaths. 


I rolled over and looked at her, even in all my agonizing pain, and realized that I would do it all over again just to see her smile. She might not know it, but I was her first best friend so very long ago. And from then on, I knew that Rosalina Juliana Marcellino was meant to be mine.

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