Im Home..?

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Chinyifan pov

It's been a year or so after I save Vincent from dying in the fire. But he still isn't putting his trust into me. Which is fair. But something was wrong. Although I have save Vincent from the fire, I would always have vision of. A black figure near Vincent or infront of me. Which had white eyes and black body. White bead dot stare at either me or Vincent. But slowly I got used to it.

Currently, I have been going through some time. Both by.

(Tending Vincent burn wound, teaching vincent to walk, getting herbs from the Forrest, finding a way to get home, getting scared by the shadow figure who I think it's Manon haunting Vincent and alot more..)

But, currently I'm dealing with something else. Apparently People have enter the Forrest where the cottage we are staying. So it means people might see Vincent. And I have seen alot of missing photo of Vincent.

So right now I'm packing literally everything up. Clothes, house equipment, home wear, herbs and medicine and more. Before I carried them and carried Vincent up. And ran outside. I could heard foot steps voming closer to the location. I was carrying Vincent on my arms and running as fast as my legs can.

Manon shadow figure was guilding me to a new location but. I stop, noticing a binding light at another place. Manon figure notice it as it approaches me. Before she rush toward the lights instead, I was running toward the direction where she was running.

"Manon!.." I hurriedly yelled. Chasing her, Vincent also notice. Holding onto me as steady as he can. I suddenly stop. Looking at the glowing portal. There was a reflection of my. Home... my room... the room I stayed for 15 years. It's infront of me. I look at Manon for a moment. Seeing her enter the portal as I also step inside with Vincent on my back.

It was blinding for a moment. Before I open my eyes. I was home... I was really home... my tears stream down as I let Vincent down.

End.

This is the last chapter.

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