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| He lay there. He lay there in the dark room looking over at her closed eyes. He loved her. He loved her more than life itself. He knew that she felt the same way about him. He looked over at her still form. She looked happy there, with her head resting on the pillow. He slowly leaned over and kissed her cheek, being careful not to wake her up. Waking her up would disturb this beautiful moment. He lay there. He lay there in the dark room looking at her wonderful face. Her soft skin. Her closed eyes. He felt like he was the luckiest man on earth. She looked over at him through her closed eyes. At least it seemed as though she was looking at him. He felt that because he was looking at her with love that she would be looking at him with love as well. He lay there. He lay there recalling the fantastic experiences leading up to this point. He recalled each memory with fondness. He would not trade any of those memories for the world. He looked at her as people look at a red ruby. She was beautiful. She was radiant. She was stunning. She was impressive. As he drifted off to sleep, he was completely unaware that the woman laying across from him was dead. |
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