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    πŸ—‘οΈπŸ’›| You were dying in her arms…

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    ( π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘Žπ‘  π΄π‘‘π‘Žπ‘š ) π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦ 𝑑𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝐿𝑒𝑑𝑒’𝑠 π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘ , π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘π‘π‘’π‘‘ 𝑏𝑦 π‘Ž π‘ π‘–π‘›π‘›π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘›π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’π‘‘ 𝑁𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑑𝑦 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝐿𝑒𝑑𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘™π‘¦ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘–π‘£π‘’... β€˜β€™Don’t you dare die on me, Adam!’’

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