Meghan's POV
so, Charlie's actually real.
I'm still thinking about how he's alive, how that could all work. I imagined us right now, cuddling in our bed, watching a Christmas movie, Sydney sleeping next to us. But, no. I was staring at Sydney, who couldn't get to sleep. I rocked the crib slightly.
"Your really the only one I can talk to," I said to her, whispering.
She just smiled, then went back to the frown.
"You know, Charlie's still here. You know his grave, that wasn't real." I said, about to burst out in tears.
She didn't do anything. I wasn't expecting her to answer, but somethings that would give me a hint of happiness. I sounded like an idiot.
"Don't worry, you'll see him again, just not soon,"
I'm just making things worse, I thought.
I looked down and the baby was fast asleep, probably dreaming.
"Maybe," I whispered to myself.
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FanfictionMeghan was a shy girl till she met Charlie. She didn't know he was the one yet. She achieved everything with him. Until she realizes, they are more then friends.
