( I read this chapter while listening to FLOORBOARDS by NOAH HENDERSON and it touched the deepest part of my soul… in summary, I'm recommending that song to you all as we come to the final chapter of this eventful and somewhat chaotic journey)
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~{ARLEEN'S POV}~
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~THREE DAYS LATER~
'I kept telling myself it's for the best, trying to convince myself that it was meant to be but…. no one deserves death, not even Damion Clinton Jones'
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I sat in front of the mirror staring at myself all dressed in black.
I hadn't shed a single tear since the day I was told about Damion's death but as his funeral finally arrived, I began to feel the need to cry. Maybe because everything began to dawn on me that I had lost someone I once loved.
Someone who had been a very remarkable and admirable boss.