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I bust forward from the door. We were on the roof of the Red Sand Inn. I still couldn't tell you what lead me there, what made me have the epiphany that he would be on the roof. I somehow even knew he would be looking down on the canyon.

"I should've never come to Nevada. I should've just stayed away." He said this more to himself than to me.

"Tove, look at me. Look at me." I pleaded, "Everything is going to be all right. We'll get through this." He turned and look at me the saddest pair of eyes the world has ever seen.

"How? How can we get through this? When Maya finds out...." He trailed off, looking back down to the deep canyon.

"Maya? What dose she have to do with this?" After a confused look, he continued,

"It's better that you don't know everything. But I assume that you know the big bomb shell." He said quietly.

"She called you a Tortured Soul."

"You know. And your not afraid?" I didn't like the tone of disbelieve in Tove's voice.

"You can't scare me away now Tove. So don't even try. You really think after all we've been through that I would just run away scared?" I can't believe Tove thinks I would just up and leave him. That I would be able to.

"That's what I was afraid of." His sad eyes were the last thing I saw before he threw himself off the ledge.

"Tove!" I screamed. Tove. Why did you do that?
Forgive me. It's better this way. Tove's voice answered my question... kind of. I'm officially insane. Why does Tove always manage to give me more questions than answers? I don't know how long I stayed on the roof crying, screaming, and begging for him to come back to me.