I dreamt of Christian that night. It was a simple dream. After three years, I was suddenly flooded by the same emotions I felt the day of the accident. I told Big about my dream. And somehow, I was relieved. Relieved that tears still well up even after three long years. I was reminded of how great an impact Xian was in my life.
Things would've been very different if he were still here.
(He got this toy from a 711 promo.)
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