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He hesitates in front of her door before opening it revealing but silence. But it still had her scent that he had missed and longed for so much.
He steps inside walking over to a desk with an album ontop.
He debates whether he should pick it up or ignore it.
After awhile, alas he opened the album revealing a bunch of pictures of her inside. Going through this pictures he remembers each memory of her.
The day where he first held her. When he protected her. And.. That.. Day..
He closes the album and takes it to the archives thinking of looking in it more in there.
He opens the album once again and flips through each pages. He didn't even realize that his tears were flowing while he looks at the pictures.
He wipes his tears and closes the book. He holds the book in his arms as he drift to sleep. As he slept he dreamt of having to see her again. Maybe someday,somewhat he will get to see her once again and hold her once again.