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Dayvon laid there in the dim light of the bedroom, his arm wrapped around you like he was tryna keep you from slipping away. Your breathin' was steady, eyes closed in what looked like peace, but Von knew it wasnβt real. The spark you used to have, that fire in your soul, was fadin' every day, and it killed him to watch.
Tears welled up in Von's eyes, blurrin' the sight of your face restin' against his chest. Heβd tried everythin'βgifts, jokes, holdin' you close like thisβbut nothin' seemed to reach you. It felt like he was losin' you, even though you were right there. Quietly, a tear rolled down his cheek, and he held you tighter, prayin' to whatever was out there that he wouldnβt lose the only person who ever really mattered to him.