A shiver runs down my body,
and I turn away from the sight.
The memory of my painful death resurfaces,
crystal clear amidst the fog of despair in my head.
The stormy night,
the pouring rain and raging wind.
Right here on this bridge.
That day,
nothing could dampen my mood as I gazed at my engagement ring.
It all starts then, doesn't it?
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