Split Second
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She crumbles, knowing this is the end.

Split Second

Blurs of people pass, yet he stands tall.

Blurs of people pass, yet he stands tall. Searching.

For her.

She stays hidden in the crowd, clutching a paper that

She stays hidden in the crowd, clutching a paper that alters

She stays hidden in the crowd, clutching a paper that alters everything.

A woman bumps into him, an easy smile reassuring the frazzled woman. They exchange words and she apologetically waves.

He watches her for a moment, then resumes his search.

Elizabeth shrinks back, knowing the news will break him.

Elizabeth shrinks back, knowing the news will break him. She can't drag him down with her.

Andrew finally sees her, joy springing in his steps towards her.

Yet she falls back a step.

Yet she falls back a step. And he notices.

The paper crinkles,

The paper crinkles, the results burning across her hands.

"Elizabeth."

He's there.

He's there. Hair curling beneath the beanie.

He's there. Hair curling beneath the beanie. Lips parted in confusion.

He's there. Hair curling beneath the beanie. Lips parted in confusion. Eyes shining with love.

"I'm dying, Andrew."

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