Liam's POV

　　It had been a year. A whole year since the night we killed Evelyn.

　　Celeste had fallen into a coma that night. After taking her for urgent medical attention, she had fallen into a deep sleep. I waited by her bedside every single day since then, watching for movement or any sign that she was awaking. I talked to her as well, they say people in a coma can hear you talk to them. It was worth a shot to let her know she wasn't there alone.

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