"I'm so sorry." I feel my hand lifted and connects with something soft. "I've put you into so much danger so many times and for that I'm sorry." Danger? Who is this person talking to me? "I don't know how you'll take this but I have to leave. We might meet again in future and I really don't know what to think about that. I wish I could tell you you're the best thing that has happened to me so far and I'm sorry because I tried to get you involved with my life for selfish reasons." What did he do? Why don't I agree with what he's saying? Something lands on my stomach. I wonder why he would place his hand on my stomach. "I'll miss you. Goodbye Izzy." Izzy. I've heard that name before. And why can't I move anything? What happened to me? I feel so tired. Maybe I should sleep some more. **
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