39 - finale

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the girl put her hair in a high ponytail and dragged the eyeliner at the side of her eyes, doing a curve at the end. it was a thin line but it was there and very visible. anabelle took up the knapsack bag and looked at delilah's photo that she had for over 6 years now. 

everyday, she'd look at it and kiss it, have a short conversation with her love and then leave out for work.

anabelle is pursuing delilah's dream job, a marine biologist. she had to move to australia so that she could be successful in what she does. even though it is hard work and she hates the water, she wanted to do it, to keep a part of delilah alive and to keep a part of her with her at all times.

anabelle thinks about delilah every day and not a day passes where she doesn't wish she was alive. she still hasn't found the killer and she gave up, deciding that it was of no use and her love wouldn't want her beating herself up about it. 

belle had her name engraved on her heart with her death date and a heartbeat and then a flat line. she also got lilah flowers tattooed on her breast, delilah's favourite place to have her lips. she also got her full name tattooed on her, big and bold on her arm. 

her favourite tattoo is the lilah flowers that she had because it reminded her so much of delilah and it was a reminder of her name - or her nickname that anabelle gave her. 

anabelle went downstairs and to the kitchen, taking up her thermos that had porridge inside and left the house in her black lamborghini urus. she drove to work which was an hour away and started her day.

of course she misses delilah but that wouldn't stop her from working day to day to do what delilah couldn't. anabelle made sure to visit her grave every week on sundays and talk to her, even if she doesn't have anything to say. she would sit there and journal, cry and tell her how much she misses her and how much she wish she was here but in the end, delilah was really gone. 

there was nothing that she could do about it.

anabelle parked her car in the worker's parking lot and got out, taking up her stuff and going into the building where she works. she dropped assassination so that she could focus on one thing at a time and stopped the bloodshed. whoever wants someone dead had to get it done themselves or hire someone else.

she walked to the dumpster and dropped the empty cup that she found in her car and was about to walk away when she heard a hoarse voice behind the dumpster. 

she prayed that it wasn't a mad person or she swears to god-

anabelle held her bag strap and walked around the dumpster and saw a lady puking out her guts.

"ma'am, are you okay?"

the woman was thin and looked like she haven't fed in months. her skin was pale and her hair was frizzy and haven't been combed. 

at the voice, the person turned around and anabelle looked at them with narrowed eyes.

"belle?"

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i feel like i just accomplished something-

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