Nothing," I said. "It's quiet. It's like― I don't know. It's like falling off a cliff." I laughed. "I guess my life will just stop when I get married." It didn't. It wasn't quiet either. And in the end, I lost him. I did it on purpose, the way France lost Baptiste in the crowd. I needed to be alone, I felt. Furthermore, I wanted to be going on alone to my future.

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