Thomas: it's been at least 6 hours now and my legs are weak. But I can't help but imagine what Juliet was through. The only thing that kept me going was the picture of me kissing Juliet's forehead. It was the second most precious treasure to me. Because Juliet of course is the most precious thing to me. And I will never EVER let ANYONE TOUCH HER...

About 30 minutes later, I collapsed by exhaustion. I look up to see that there was someone helping me up. I couldn't see who but the last thing I remember is falling into a deep sleep.
----time skip-----
I wake up with some kind of bright light staring straight back at me.

A/N: should I even continue this book? I mean no one really reads it except a few... And I won't end this book or delete it if those few still like this book. But comment if you still want me to continue...