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"You know you can trustI’ave hiht so to bed" He nodded, slowly placing his hand on uide ht byin his storrin "Yeah, of course"

"We’ll talk tomorrow," I proreed "Sounds like a plan" He apprehensively rubbed the back of his neck "Are we okay?" he whispered, his nerves loud and clear in his tone I nodded once He wrapped his hands around ainst my forehead "I love you, Lizzie"

"I love you too," I replied

He flinched "Then why does it feel like we’re saying goodbye?"

Because I think we are

Chapter Thirty-Five

Tristan

April 6th, 2014

One Day Until Goodbye

"I’ into the bathroom mirror The pint of whiskey sat ee pill bottle lay on its side, and my vision blurred I could hearabout last minute details for the day, the plans for the service, and our transportation from the church to the ce aroundto be tied I blinked once, and when I opened, baby?" she whispered, as water filled ainst her soft cheek "Why are you falling apart?"

"I’m dead, Jamie, I’m dead," I sobbed, unable to control my howls "I want this to be over I want this to stop I don’t want to be here any her lips near ’s okay Nothing’s okay"

I heard pounding on the bathroom door "Tristan! It’s Dad Son, let h I was dead I was dead

Jamie looked down at the sink and picked up the emptied pill bottle and whiskey pint "Baby, what did you do?" My back slid down the wall and I sat against the tub, sobbing Jamie rushed over to me "Tris, you have to throw up now"

"I can’t… I can’t…" My hands coveredtricks on

"Baby, think of Charlie He wouldn’t want you like this Come on" She moved me to the toilet "Don’t do this, Tris"

I started to throw up Everything inside me burned, and when the whiskey and pills rose up froainst the wall once I finished My eyes opened, and Jain with "I’hto survive?