"I'm glad to meet someone my age. I've lived here since I was eight, and I haven't seen any kids." She said her parents were wealthy wine makers. They couldn't take care of her, so they gave her a small amount of their fortune, and left her here. "Wow, your life sounds so difficult." "Yeah, it was, until i died." Andrew's face went bone white and he felt like collapsing. "I'm sorry, what? ALIVE? AS in, no longer living?" "Yeah! I thought you knew!" Poor Andrew caved in on himself. The last thing he remembered was Elizabeth reaching out to catch him as he fell to the floor.
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