He sighed in his sleep as he turned on his side to face her. She stood there, dripping and cold to watch him for a moment. How could she say goodbye to him? This was her love, her heart. His heartbeat was strong. She could hear it from where she stood. Would he still love her? Would he move on and forget her? She couldn’t stand to think about that. She had to tell him.

“Will,” she said, reaching out a cold hand to touch him.

Instantly he was awake. He sat up, smiling at her as he rubbed sleep from his beautiful green eyes. His chestnut hair was messy from sleep, and he was beautiful. Oh how she loved him.

“Abigail?” he asked in confusion. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, Will,” she said, tears coming now. She sat beside him and wrapped her arms around him.

“Abby, you’re so cold! My God what happened to you?” he asked, rubbing his warm hands up and down her arms as he held her. “Talk to me.”

“I wish we could stay like this forever,” she said as he looked into her blue eyes.

“What do you mean?” he asked in confusion as he ran his fingers through her wet red hair. “Abby, what’s going on?”

“They’ll come to tell you soon, Will,” she said, crying harder now. “Always remember that I love you, Will. Please don’t forget me.”

“Forget you?” he asked, holding her tighter. “What are you talking about? Abby, you’re scaring me.”

“Will, just know that I love you,” she said, holding him just as tightly. “Don’t forget me.”

“I could never forget you, Abigail Moss,” he said. “We’re going to get married in three days. What’s gotten in to you?”

“Will, I can’t tell you what happened,” she sobbed. “I don’t really remember it myself. But I know that I don’t have long. I can only stay until the sun rises. Please just hold me until then, and remember that I’ve loved you so much.”

He was confused, but he held her against him. He pulled the quilt around them to try and warm her cold skin. Had she been swimming in the lake at this hour? He couldn’t imagine it. He was sure that she was delirious from the cold. The things that she was saying made no sense. He just held her against him and watched as the dawn filled the sky. Then someone was knocking on his bedroom door.

“No, Will!” she cried, trying to hold him tighter. “Don’t answer it. I can’t stay if you answer it.”

“Abby, just wait here,” he said. “It’s probably my mom.”

He went to the door and opened it to the terrible news. His mother told him about Abigail drowning in the lake behind their home. He couldn’t process this. How could she be dead? She was sitting right there on the bed. He turned, but she was gone!

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