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[~X~] If I got locked away And we lost it all today Tell me honestly Would you still love me the same?    He was at it again. His constant obsession with his most recent case. They called it the "Specimen Case", and it was definitely one of the scariest and most horrifying cases by far. Kogami would never tell me much about, mostly due to his trying to protect me, and also because detectives weren't allowed to discuss cases outside of work. But you couldn't really hide much when it was all over the news. It was actually starting to scare me; the long, sleepless nights he'd been having lately. The dark, violet bags underneath his eyes. The w

~ 'I miss him'    The thought shocks me. Unexpected, unwanted, and seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Though, I can't deny the truth it holds. Has it been days? Week? Months? I can't remember. Time seems to have stopped completely since that dreadful night. The night I lost everything. Nothing has meaning anymore. 'I miss him'    Delicate drops of rain coat the cafe window, reminding me of all the tears I shed that night. All of the tears I'd wished he shed. My eyes start to water, but I force the tears away, determined not to cry in such a public place. 'You have to get over him,' I tell myself. 'He's not worth it. He never was.'  

        "Please, take a deep breath and tell me everything that happened."    I immediately break into a cold sweat. My hands start to shake, my throat closes, my breathing rate picks up; I'm hyperventilating. 'I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't, I can't, I-        "Miss, please. I need to know everything that happened to you."    My bloodshot eyes find hers. Pleading, begging her not to make me tell. The nurse stares back calmly, patiently awaiting my words. Oblivious to my suffering.        'This is my chance,' I encourage myself, 'I can finally tell someone the whole story. The true story. Don't let this slip by.'    I ope

    Light rain pattered against the frosted window. The bleak and foggy sky giving off a somber aura. Everyone seemed to be in a bad mood today, especially Lance Corporal Levi. He hated the rain. In fact, he despised it. Because every time it rained, it reminded him of that horrible, fateful day when he lost the two people who meant the most to him.    As of right now, he was leaning back against his work chair, absentmindedly staring at his now cold cup of tea. Small ripples formed on the surface whenever thunder rumbled in the distance. He loathed thinking about that day, but he couldn't help it. Graphic images clouded his mind. Farlan be