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he moved closer and placed his hand on her forehead. she stopped breathing momentarily.

"are you sick?" he asks, eyebrows knitting together in concern. she shakes her head quickly. neither of them had noticed that a ray of moonlight was shining over them. the moon had seen his midnight companion.

he frowns at her lie. even he knew that she was already long past gone.

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