Yes, I'm Miss Flemming. Mrs. Wilson doesn't exist anymore."My god!" the woman exclaimed. "Your pulse is ... Angelo, you better leave." Yes, he's after...me!" I shouted. "He's going to hurt me!" Go! Go now!" the woman said urgently.Angelo stared at me. His eyes looked sad. But he turned and left without saying another word."Thank you," I said to the woman. "Where am I? Will he come back?" You're in St. Luke's Hospital." St. Luke's? Aren't I in Heaven? Where did the daisies go?" You lost a lot of. Stepping behind him, her voice was a soft whisper, her fingers moving along his skin in harmony. ‘Vincent, you’ve been haunting me. When I’m awake. When I try to sleep. When I sleep. You’re the first thought I have in the morning, and the last one I can remember before I drift off into lonely dreams where I chase your image, like a ghost. You had me hold still to listen, and this is what I’ve imagined. Having you still, under my hands.’ Her fingertips slid over his sweat-cooling skin, raising. More

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