When he arrived, she was in the porch swing. He didn't think she was going to make it. He held her in his arms and tried to stop the bleeding where she had slit her own throat, her eyes stared blankly into his. What would bring her to this? He then saw the letter she was clutching in her bloody hand, a letter he had written just the day before full of apologies, and a final goodbye. The sirens screamed as they got nearer, he now had come to the realization that she had taken her own life... or had he taken it from her?
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