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I snuggle close to him while waiting for the poison to kill me. He doesn't know I was poisoned, and I will never tell him because he deserves happiness. I was to kill him and not myself, but I couldn't do it at the last minute. So, I swapped his vodka with mine and finished all of it in one go. We made love a few hours afterward, and soon after that, I started to feel the effects of the poison. I convened him to cuddle on the couch. I told him early in our relationship that I was sick and wouldn't live long. That's how I got close to him, but I've always been told that you will get burned if you get too close.
"My love, it's time for you to head hme. My father is going to be here soon." I say pushing up away from his chest.
"Sophia, I think it's time we tell him about us." He says pulling me back to him. I hold back the tears that are briming.
"We can't just yet. He doesn't want anyone around me until the treatments are done. We have three more before, we can tell him after the last one. I promise." The poison will kill me in about 11 minutes and I need him gone before that.
"I'm holding you to that, my love." He says hugging me and then grabbing his coat. "I love you so much." He kisses my forehead and walks out the door. As the door closes I let out a sigh. I lay down on the couch as my boss walks into the living room.
"Why did I just watch out tagert drive away?" He snaps walking over to me.
"Because he wasn't the man you wanted dead." I whisper out. "I won't live long enough for you to have me kill him." I sit up. "I drank the poison that was for him." I say as I fall back on the couch and stop beathing.
Sadly I couldn't finsish this story because I kept getting stopped while writting, and I lost the story.
