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A flashing light, though blind, is present here in my front. Inside those lights are memories. Memories that cannot be seen in the past, but the memories will indeed happen in the future. All these lights have something in common, and they show a premonition of how I will die in the future.

Should I avoid that death? or take the risk? To know the person behind my death: a repeated life but diffe...

Ten years loving Liam Rockefeller cost me everything.

He said the football team jumped him—so I charged in and took the punches. He sobbed that his stepbrother would destroy him at Yale—so I ripped up my acceptance letter. He held me at midnight whispering "I'm so lucky to have you"—and I thought that meant forever.

Three months later, I heard him laughing in the locker room—laughing about me.

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