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132 EMILY’S POV. Instant fear filled me. What had we done? Why did we do it without thinking? The previous night had been so fast-paced that we had forgotten all about the deep bond me and John shared. We had only been thinking of each other’s pain and longing. I personally, had longed for it, and stopping Lucas would have been easier than stopping myself. Lucas raised a hand to his heart. “You’re right. I should be dead.” He said, staring into space, confused. “You should? It’s not a gradual death stuff?” I asked, and hit his shoulder. Just to be sure he was in front of me, and I hadn’t imagined the whole thing, after going crazy. “Ow! Do you think I’m a ghost or what? That’s so cliché. A ghost returning to his lover.” He said. “You could as well be. But, wait. We… we signed it wi

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