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I sat in a completely white room wearing all white. The only colour was the single red rose which sat in a white vase.

I could hear him crying but I didn't know where he was and I could hear Louis searching for me, screaming my name but I knew it was no use.

I took a deep breath and reached out for the rose and as I grabbed it the thorns pricked my fingers.

I flinched as I stared at the thorns which got stuck in my skin.

I pulled each thorn out slowly and examined the holes. Louis was right there was no blood. He was right I shouldn't have been scared, she was wrong she left me forever, alone.

'I'm in love with you too' I whispered as blood dripped from my fingers and created a pool of fire red in front of me.

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