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"You know, I could vanish like that." She snapped her fingers, and he glanced at her hand.
"Then do it." He said and breathed in quiet small breaths.
"What?" She rhetorically asked and he glared at her.
"Do it. Do it now, so I can live in misery easier." She glanced to the ground and a tear slid down her cheek.
"Okay." She whispered and the mist rolled in, and she was gone. He stared up at the moon through the trees and mist, and shook his head.
"Okay." He whispered back.