Complete the short story / flash fiction, that has the following first paragraph:
“Is that Love?” he was asked. He looked at the vial in front of him, the swirling colours contained in the small crystal vial that he held in his hands. Love, the rarest of drugs, something that humanity had become addicted to after the Narcotic shortage of ’27. He had in front of him a vial of the purest love. From a young girl in the prime of her life, experiencing true love for the first time. Having to part with the last remnant he had of his daughter brought the tears to his eyes faster than he could wipe them away. This was his baby. He would have died for here, if she hadn’t sacrificed herself for him.
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