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tly gripping the wine glass in his ha

ugged my brother. "Darl

rene, soon we can get married. My

d, how would he react? Would he be sad? I thought about it and decided he probably wouldn't be. We hadn't had any contact for fi

pool ahead, lost in thought. I drifted to the edge of the pool and stirred the water with m

ing she had something to tell me. I kept my distance, wary of her intentions. She deliberately spoke loudly and showed me wedding dress pictures, asking me to choose one. I didn't respond. She then started crying, askin

in to save her. I, however, couldn't swim. I was choking on water, unable to spe

n. I nearly drowned. A kind passerby pulled me out. When we got home, my brother wa

ating feeling of water filling my nose and mouth, and the burning pain in m

ut, I had already passed out from asphyxiation. I was just a hair's breadth away from death. When I woke up, I had the most sev