Chosen
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"Are you afraid?"
His voice ring over the silence as my skin tensed up.
"Yes, to lose you." I bite the bottom of my lip.
My throat is dry and my hands are suddenly cold. Being nervous is not the best thing to do at the moment.
He tug a smile, "You won't lose me. I will choose you, and I won't fail to do so."
Thats when the bell rang. The bell that may tear us both apart as a warm cloth cover both of my eyes.
Foreword
I don't know if y'all like it. I just wrote it for free time, so enjoy!
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