His.

She dreamed of a love without lies. A life that didn’t kill her with every word she heard. As his eyes drifted away from her, she died slowly in solitary. She slept in his clothes, to keep him close. She repeated his words to keep them locked in her mind, attempting to keep his “I Love you’s” alive. She let his smile sink into her mind, his laugh become hers, and his touch sleep on her body. She wanted to be his even if it was just an illusion.

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