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I must be masochistic.

But Taylor's words got to me.

Am I really willing to let it all go? All that we had?

My breaths shudder as I stand in front of the TV, Harley's camera in my hands. I borrowed it from him. The camera is connected to the TV so I can play its contents there.

I don't know if I'm ready for what plays.

You were never ready for anything else. Life doesn't wait.

I need to remember.

Why I wanted all of it to happen in the first place.

Why I loved her.

Why I chose her.

I suck in a breath and press play.

If I still love her.

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