My Mimi, Darling Baby,

Mimi, I miss you too, but please don't cry. Go on with your life, take care of Miranda. I'm sorry I was an asshole earlier, I knew my T-count was dropping, and I thought if you could meet someone else and fall in love, you wouldn't have to watch me die… You didn't deserve to go through that and I didn't know you were pregnant then, I'm sorry, Mimi…

You can live, you have to, you're the one who has to take care of our daughter. I'm glad you have Mark, stay close to him. He'll take good care of you when you need it.

I love you Mimi.

~Roger

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Author's Note: Well, this was an enjoyable story to write, a nice break from the monotony and stupid-ness of English class. Hopefully it was enjoyable to read as well. :D

Disclaimer: Still not ours!

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