Special Chapter 2

Dean stood in front of Jane's tombstone, his eyes fixed on the engraved letters that formed her name. The graveyard was silent, save for the gentle rustling of leaves overhead. A bouquet of fresh flowers rested against the cold stone.

Dean's hand hesitated before touching the surface, as if afraid the connection would be too painful. Memories flooded his mind-their laughter, shared dreams, and the tumultuous journey that led them to this final resting place.

Dean whispers softly with regret evident in his voice. "Jane... I never thought it would end like this."

He traced the letters of her name with his fingertips, as if seeking a tangible connection to the woman he had loved and lost. The weight of regret and sorrow lingered in the air.

"I wish I could go back and change things. I wish I could undo the pain I caused you."

The wind carried his words, as if conveying them to the spirit of the woman who had once been a part of his life. Dean's gaze shifted to the horizon, as if searchin