Jacob hugged his wife's waist as she cut into the cake. He laughed as she shoved the piece into his mouth. Then he did the same to her.
Mark walked up to them and loudly đã đưa ý kiến "Congratulation!"
Mark looked at the woman bởi his side and leaned in, kissing her softly.
"Things really haven't changed, have they?" Jacob chuckled, looking in Sara's eyes.
"Not really." the woman replied with a smirk, "Me and Sara don't really call each other anymore"
"Now we live down the đường phố, street from each other" Sara said, "Looking good there, Sierra"
"Feeling good too" She replied with a wide smile. Her braces were...

The tiếp theo morning, the two woke up, took a vòi hoa sen together and headed down stairs for breakfast within the hotel.
Mark and Sierra were sitting at a bàn along with Lily, Phillip, Chris, Lucas, Anna,and both of Sara's parents.
"Good Morning" Lily đã đưa ý kiến with a grin.
Sara kissed Jacob and sat down tiếp theo to Sierra. "Good Morning" she and Jacob both said.
Sierra grinned and leaned into whisper to Sara She held out her hand and đã đưa ý kiến quietly "Mark purposed... I đã đưa ý kiến yes!"
"Holy shit!" Sara gasped. She then covered her mouth and smiled.
Sierra looked over at Mark and grinned happily. He bit his lip and...

With the worries that I'd give her in they told the worst of me
With my wanting just to hold your neck in my arms and feel me squeeze
No I'm not going to give bạn what bạn want so if bạn please
The sin that shapes your voice carries my ears this new disease

[Chorus:]
Did somebody take your tongue?
In worries of the words that bạn couldn't say if they could've saved them from
But I don't want to sleep without so I bid to bạn goodnight
Tonight, sleep tight, my love

The anxious through the calming storm you'll sit as bạn pray for rain
I'll touch it if bạn ask me to but how is up to you
No I'm not going to...

He yells and cries as she whispers her silent goodbye. 
Her gesture to death creeps along the floor. 
Making the puddle wider and cooling her empty shell. 
Scratches upon slices and scars aligns her arms. 
He has rescued her, but she slipped out of his fingers. 
And fell to the reality below. 
Cracking her Bones on the pavement. 
Watching her body twist in impossible angles. 
Her bloodied mouth turned upward in a gesture of a smile. 
Making her look like a clown. A twisted, fucked up one at that. 
Her clothes are torn. 
A white pressed dress she was wearing, now drips with blood. 
Her thick...