"You were in a coma when his funeral took place." My brother had said, looking over at the cemetery gates.
And then he sobbed.
He broke down right in front of me in the car.
Because when I lost the love of my life, he lost his brother.
He lost a person with whom he's grown up with.
He lost his best friend.
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I Am Always With You
Short StoryShe can see him. She can feel him. She can sense him. But something is wrong throughout. She was oblivious to the truth. ***** Very very short chapters ahead. || Highest rank #20 in Short Story ||
