[✓] ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ↠ ᴄᴏʀʙʏɴ ʙᴇssᴏɴ

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"wish i could say thank you to malcom, 'cause he was an angel."
- thank u, next by ariana grande

♡

after weeks of doing nothing, corbyn finally got out of his bed. he was more active. he spent time with the boys and with his kids too.

even though he acted happy around everyone, he broke down at night. his nights were still sleepless and it was starting to afect him.

he didn't show it to anyone. he simply acted as if everything was okay.

"okay. time for bed, kids." corbyn said leading his kids to their bedrooms.

he kissed them both goodnight and went back to his room.

he wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come out. he just stayed there staring at the ceiling, wondering why everything was so hard.

for the first time in days, he fell asleep.

♡

corbyn found himself in a huge white room. everything was white and there wasn't even one stain of another color.

he was confused, he didn't know what was going on, until he saw her. he saw his wife. she was as beautiful as corbyn remembered her. her platinum blond hair was still the same and her freckles were as noticeable as ever. with every breath corbyn took, amanda was one step closer to her. the boy didn't even realize that in less than a minute, his wife was right in front of him.

"why did you leave me?" corbyn's voice cracked as he stared into her eyes.

"corbyn... i'm always with you, even if you don't notice. and i always will. but i need you to move on. you're not healthy. you've lost a lot of pounds. please, corbs. it's for your well being. please move on. please tell the kids i love them. i love you, bean."

as the words escaped her lips, she gave corbyn one last sweet kiss, before walking away and disappearing after only seconds.

corbyn gasped as he woke up. he dreamed with amanda.

it was her way of communicating with him.

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