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I’d make that promise a thousand times over and lose her a thousand times over to have heard her play last night or to see her in the morning sunlight. Or even without that. Just to know that she’s somewhere out there. Alive.
Without music, she’d have lost everything.
Mia’s gone.
...
And me, alone again.
But I’m still standing. I’m still breathing. And somehow, I’m okay.
A simple question that started everything...
Quitting’s not hard. Deciding to quit is hard.