Stockholm 1938 9:10 am
A man was standing in front of a grave, his face may have looked expressionless but his said it all, he was upset, a tear ran through his cheek and dropped to the ground like a raindrop, " Marianne, I'm sorry that I let this happen to you, you were only 22 I should've taken better care of you." he said his voice also showed his grief, he closed his eyes and began to reminisce.
It was just another night in one of the parks in Stockholm , beautiful but quiet just like Marianne, we kept on talking about our plans, and we never realised who was stalking us, my father is a very well known man, and what other people, people who resented him wanted, was to end his legacy, I was his only son, so one of the people sent an assassin to kill me but instead, he killed my beloved, after that I blacked out and forgot what had happened after she was shot.
Well that's paragraphs for ya, I'm actually tired so yeah.
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