John Soap Mactavish
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John's fingers gently twirled the fragile beads on his necklace, holding your ashes. Your ring buried beside him as a hidden treasure.
Unfulfilled dreams and the weight of your loss brought tears. A tender kiss on the tombstone, with its solemn inscriptions, was John's farewell to his beloved.
"Everything is going to be okay now, love, just sit and watch the sunset…"