Epilogue 2. "She's Back"

Vic was bursting with excitement as she made her way back to her home country. The wait to see Gray again was almost unbearable, and she couldn't wait to share the news that she had been given a second chance at life.

But first, she knew she had to make a stop.

With a bouquet of flowers in hand, she headed to her grave. When she arrived, she was taken aback by the sight of so many flowers.

“Wow,” she whispered, counting the arrangements surrounding her resting place.

There were both dried and fresh blooms, a clear sign that people often came to pay their respects.

“Ah, I see why it’s tough to let go,” she laughed softly, feeling a warm glow knowing so many cared about her. “I wonder which one Gray brought for me.”

Whispering to herself, she couldn't shake the worry about how Gray was coping since her sudden disappearance.

“I really hope you’re doing okay,” she said. “But honestly, I also kind of hope you’re still feeling sad.”

Two conflicting thoughts that meant the same thing. She wa