A dying son

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JORDAN I froze at the familiar tone. The beautiful atmosphere and the beautiful air surrounding us suddenly disappeared. With his very presence, my happiness was sucked away and the suffocation that came with it almost seemed like it was about to take my life as well. With a hard gulp, I looked away from the dish in front of me and turned to the direction of the voice. My heart could only pray and wish that I was hearing the wrong thing but when my eyes actually fell on him, I realised that he was truly there. With the pomposity, confidence and aura of a man in power and of a Chase himself. I must confess that he looked dashing for his age, even with something as a black suit. A terrible feeling settled at the pit of my stomach. Something hard plunged right into my chest, hurting me so

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