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His figure was like an angel, swaying in the breeze. So simple, so elegant, and yet so fragile. She bit her lip, hard - struggling not to break into tears, as she watched him crumble away.

"Ellen."

His voice was gentle and reassuring as it has always been - and yet, at that moment, it broke her heart. The thought that she would never hear that gentle voice ever again, the thought that she would never see him again - it was just all too much to bear.

"Samuel," her voice finally shattered, as she ran forwards and threw herself into his chest, sobbing furiously. "Samuel, Samuel, Samuel."

It was like a mantra - she cried his name, and his name only. He, who had been the only person in the world to give her light; he, who had been the only person in this world to give her strength. He, who had been the only person in this world whom she loved.
He held her, not saying a word. He had always been like that, she thought, always so supportive and kind. He had always been so dependable, after all. He had always been hers, until now.

"Don't leave me," she croaked out a sob. That sob was full of anguish, sorrow and most of all - terror. Inside, she was terrified - terrified of what the future without him would bring.

He brought his face closer, their foreheads almost touching. He gently flicked aside a lock of damp blonde hair which was sticking to her cheek, matted with tears. At the sight of his brilliant blue eyes and that warm beam which she had always considered her only source of sunlight, she could not help but be painfully reminded of what she had lost.

"We will meet again," he promised, firmly.

She knew he was just trying to make me feeling better. Yet, his voice was gentle, reassuring. Through her tear-stained face, she couldn't help but feel warm.

After all, she thought sadly, it's about time I learnt how to live without him.

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His figure was like an angel, swaying in the breeze. So simple, so elegant, and yet so fragile. She bit her lip, hard - struggling not to break into tears, as she watched him crumble away.

"Ellen."

His voice was gentle and reassuring as it has always been - and yet, at that moment, it broke her heart. The thought that she would never hear that gentle voice ever again, the thought that she would never see him again - it was just all too much to bear.

"Samuel," her voice finally shattered, as she ran forwards and threw herself into his chest, sobbing furiously. "Samuel, Samuel, Samuel."

It was like a mantra - she cried his name, and his name only. He, who had been the only person in the world to give her light; he, who had been the only person in this world to give her strength. He, who had been the only person in this world whom she loved.
He held her, not saying a word. He had always been like that, she thought, always so supportive and kind. He had always been so dependable, after all. He had always been hers, until now.

"Don't leave me," she croaked out a sob. That sob was full of anguish, sorrow and most of all - terror. Inside, she was terrified - terrified of what the future without him would bring.

He brought his face closer, their foreheads almost touching. He gently flicked aside a lock of damp blonde hair which was sticking to her cheek, matted with tears. At the sight of his brilliant blue eyes and that warm beam which she had always considered her only source of sunlight, she could not help but be painfully reminded of what she had lost.

"We will meet again," he promised, firmly.

She knew he was just trying to make me feeling better. Yet, his voice was gentle, reassuring. Through her tear-stained face, she couldn't help but feel warm.

After all, she thought sadly, it's about time I learnt how to live without him.