EPILOGUE: Happily Never After
EVELYN SUPPOSED THAT THIS WAS THE PART IN THE STORY WHERE THE MAIN CHARACTERS WOULD CELEBRATE.
They'd jump up and down in victory, maybe hosting a bonfire, maybe congratulating each other on beating whatever bad-guy there was.
But Evelyn hadn't defeated the so-called bad guy. Lady Briar was still out there. And how could she celebrate when Kayleigh was gone, forever? How could she celebrate when she had death on her hands?
She'd traded Kayleigh and the boy whose name she didn't even know for her long-lost cousin, and honestly? Evelyn wasn't sure it was worth it.
As much as she'd like to pretend otherwise, she didn't really know Melody. Her cousin's morals drifted far into the grey area- she didn't know right from wrong, and she hadn't hesitated to kill Kayleigh when ordered.
And while people might call Lady Briar the villain, she wasn't truly. She was as much a victim as anyone, doing what she thought was best for her people, even if it meant sacrificing others along the way.
It had all been for Primrose. Evelyn remembered her saying that.
"Hey." She felt a hand on her shoulder, and Evelyn glanced behind her, towards Melody's grey eyes. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." A lie, maybe. But Evelyn didn't care.
"Are you sure?" Melody pressed onwards. The words sounded strange in her mouth, as if she wasn't used to saying them. "Truly?"
"No." Evelyn said. And that was alright.
She tilted her head upwards, towards the stars in the sky, twinkling down at them.
And she could see Melody doing the same, her hair falling in a smooth river down her back. Red and black. Night and day. Melody's eyes looked like miniature stars all on their own.
And they stood there, side by side, staring at the night sky.
There was still so much more that they had to do to truly be free of Lady Briar, if that was ever possible.
But right then they were just two cousins, together in a night that would never change, breathing in the wind.
Maybe there weren't such things as villains.
Maybe there never had been.
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Fantasy🥈 The Strawberry Milkshake Awards On August Fifth 2015, a tragedy struck the small town of Whispering Hollow. Six-year-old Melody Singer entered the woods near her house and never emerged. She went alone...but why? Years later, her cousi...
