Texted my dead boyfriend, got a message back

My boyfriend Ron Jeremy and I have been together for at least three years, seven months, three days and twenty seconds. He was my world, he was the only person to truly make me smile.

And sadly... I lost him, the love of my life.

It was a cold night when a man in a suit came to my door, knocking in the door of my apartment at least three times. When I answered the door, he had a look of sheer pity of his face. "Hello, Miss. I'm officer Davis. Have a moment?" Of course I let him in, sat him down and gave him a cup of coffee. I sat across from the man and stained him in the eye. "What brings you here, Officer?" I asked.

"Miss. Your lover, Ron, was found dead"

Ever since that night, I've never been the same. I've grown depressed, his killer was never found and I can't take it anymore, I need him, he's mine. So, all I can do is text him phone. I sent him a message saying I love you... next thing you know...

BEEP BEEP

I looked down at my phone, my heart racing. It was his number.

"Sorry, wrong number?"

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Credited to scarybabe13 

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