Mirage [Five Hargreeves]

}Epilogue{

Violet's theory was right, she seemed to be hundreds of years in the past.

She thought she was in England, somewhere in the countryside.

Now she just had to build a life, and find him.

find five. 

Five sat around a fire, wondering what Violet was doing at that exact moment, the love he had for her was no longer childish, nothing about him was childish anymore.

they'd both lost that privilege,

the privilege of naivety. 

Violet always looked for him, everywhere she went.

she never found him.

she never aged, either.

over those 400 odd years, she'd done many things, even marrying a prince circa 1617, and in 1633, escaping her own execution.

then, in around 2009, she started a new career, in the very same city she grew up in, taking back her own name.

Dr Violet Hargreeves.

Five assumed she had died in the apocalypse, like everyone he loved.

he gave up after a few weeks.

still, he thought he saw her face in crowds every now and then.

A/N:

I'm writing a sequel, uh, here's the link :) 

 https://www.wattpad.com/story/254716309?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=chylerswifeee&wp_originator=Mqjh4ESqBYH9QYYPsFtzc2TMkplH%2BxE938QUTcuTARTha6N8U5%2FMBemaLenIE5Q5xj2v%2FDM3zlGoCSKJdj7azXtL8gt2NugTVQODL7ZSvdJMiGudytq1PQaHCrQ1PvWv

It's also on my profile, it's called Illusion.

15/07/24: changed the epilogue to be less bad.

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if u made it this far PLEASE read illusion pls pls pls pls pls