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"I had to watch him Sherlock, I had to get up at 4 in the bloody morning to keep him from yelling out his window that you were still alive or that you needed to come back! He would yell at everyone who reminded him of you, he drank far too much and he didn’t even eat. He was constantly at your grave, talking to you. A few times he called me and asked me if I would meet him there, I’d find him with a gun in his mouth or a handful of pills, ready to go and ‘find you’. I would drag him back to the flat and he’d sit in your chair, not sayin’ a word. You’ve never seen him the way I saw him those 2 years. He was a wreck. He’d thought you’d abandoned him, and the truth is, you did.

But you know what? He got on without you. He stopped drinking so much and he got out of your chair and got a new job. He even got a flat of his own and he was happy. And then he met Marry, and he fell in love. She was the best thing that could happen to him.

Everything was fine, and then you came back.”

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