The night breeze was cool on his face as he sauntered across the street, thinking of the wonderful surprise he had in store for the girl he loved.

A loud honk interrupted his thoughts and he turned his head, only to be blinded by a bright light coming towards him.

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"How is he?" She mouthed to the grim-faced doctor. He merely held out a closed fist, then opened it to reveal a small black box on his palm.

"We found this in his pockets," inside the box was an amethyst ring, studded with diamonds.

"I'm sorry for your loss."

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I enjoy making tragic fics too much. I don't think it's healthy.

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