Epilogue 2: (Book 2)

Evelyne pov:

It was all the same. The same fogginess around me. I was standing at the same place where no one was around.

The same place, I used to see in my dreams.

It was my school’s football ground again.

I could hardly see through the fog and kept turning around with no idea where should I start walking. I did have this idea that it was the same dream, and he will reach out to me, to take me out of there.

As expected, the fog started thinning magically.

The bleachers surrounding the field were now more visible.

Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed through the light fog, gradually becoming louder and clearer. It was a voice I could recognize anywhere. I knew who it belonged to. It was calling out my name, and I felt a sense of urgency in its tone.

As always.

I was waiting for him.

I turned towards the source of the voice and saw him emerging from the fog. Today he didn’t look as worried and as anxious as he used to be.

Without waiting for a second, I ran to him and lunged at