I stared at the grave that said Erza Scarlet. It rained like even the gods were sad about her dead. I've been here more times than I can count. The little hand that was in my larger one gave me a squeeze. I looked down at my daughter expectung to see her in tears or on the verge of crying. But she was laughing, laughing just the way her mother always did. It made me forget about the sadness I felt for the death of my wife. I stared at Faith. She was gonna grow up to be a beautiful girl, just like her mother. Now that I thought about it. She reminded me of her mother in almost everything. Her smile, her way of walking, her way of talking, everything. I never thought there woukd be so much of a reason left in my life if Erza would ever been taken away from me. But with Faith here. If felt like... Everything wouod be just allright.
