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Healed
Without him there's nothing. A hole where his twin used to be. He had to put on a brave face for mum, she was distressed enough. He should be happy, he knew that. They won. But without his other half what was really the point? No longer are his days filled with fun, only maintaining the shop and the agony of the constant pain of loss in his chest. Only stopped by Neville and Hannah, otherwise he would numb the pain the easy way. The dangerous way. He craved the release from the constant aching in his heart. What would he think, seeing his brother crouched in a dingy bar? He wouldn't be proud. Bitter thoughts ran through his head night after night. Until he met her. He could tell she was grieving too, by the sad brown eyes. They took small comfort in each other, swapping favorite stories about their favorite person. Soon it wasn't just him who graced their thoughts and words. He started making products again. Her big brown eyes became happier, lighter. Everything changed. He would want me to be happy, the thought gave him comfort. Talking, they both unknowingly shifted closer. And closer. They both leaned in. As they're lips met, his heart grew. It patched itself. He no longer felt like he was drowning in misery.
She healed him.
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