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2 days later
I walked into the VIP hospital ward which held her, I sighed softly as I gazed on her pale, lifeless form, the continuous beeping was the only reassurance that I had that she was alive. I sat at her bedside taking her pale hand in mine, how much did I love her? Just too much to count but I never had the courage to tell her how I truly felt, and now, it might be too late......but then and again...it might.
I tightened my grip."I love you Marissa. I have loved you for a very long time but I was too much of a coward that I couldn't tell you, now you...you..." I closed my eyes and forced back the tears threatening to row down his eyes "it might just be too late."