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NEW YORK 10:45 PM.

Gwen, her face a mask of horror, took in a shaky breath as she stared at the ruins of the building. “There’s no way I’m going in there,” she declared while her voice trembled with fear. Taylor grasped Gwen’s hands firmly as she spoke. “We don’t have any other choice. It might be in there.”

Gwen closed her eyes, wrestling with her terror. “Scarlett’s...is her body still in there?” She managed to ask, her voice barely above a whisper.

“There's no way It could remain the same. Besides, I burnt down the whole building. I just couldn't allow her body to rot.” Taylor uttered as she turned her gaze to the floor as a tear dropped down from her eyes. “I sincerely miss her.” She added while she clenched her fist tightly.

Gwen’s embrace offered a semblance of comfort, as she wrapped her arms around Taylor’s trembling frame. “I’m sure she does miss you too,” Gwen murmured, her voice soft and soothing. “Scarlett will always be with you, just like all the others we’ve lost, inclu