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[He frowns. He...really doesn't like this. Telling her this. This isn't something she should have to think about.
But even as he thinks that, he has this horrible feeling that she might have already considered the possibility of something like this happening.]
You were supposed to die on the first of March, 1988. The day before our birthday.