when you let her go
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from Philippines
seen from United States
seen from Argentina
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seen from South Africa

seen from Canada

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Russia
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seen from Saudi Arabia

seen from Brazil
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seen from China
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seen from Chile
seen from China
when you let her go
And do everything in between with
Dominique has died.
His first instinct was to say they were wrong. That she wasn’t dead, that he’d know if she was.
But he wouldn’t.
Far as he knew, she’d left him. Left him for good with every intention to get herself killed, or get a new man, or get a new name. Hell, he had no clue. She could be anywhere in the world by now. She could be dead, or with someone else, or alive and fine and coming back, or in a coma. It wasn’t like he was going to know any time soon.
He stared at the person before him for a long time before giving a small nod and sliding down the wall into a sitting position. He drew his legs in close. Part of him wanted to know how or why she died, but he didn’t ask.
He couldn’t find the strength to speak.
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"For the fiftieth time, the tour center is at the other entrance." Stuart said in frustration. Today just was not his day, was it?