Xavier was sitting on the edge of his bed, glancing at the empty spot next to him. He had grown ever lonely since the fire yet made no attempt to put himself out there. He didn't feel the need to, nor the want, as a part of his heart would forever crave her.
"...My darling Fern, is the afterlife peaceful? Your.. your words hurt, but i still pray every moment that you rest easy. Even if you hate me as you said you did, and even if your soul forever resents me, I will always adore you. I will love you just as much as I always have. My heart is yours, forevermore.."
He often found himself mumbling to her pictures. The frame right next to his bed somehow always ended up in his hands. He can't bring himself to move on, his heart won't allow it. He often thinks about his old life, before the fire. His wife, his kids, his staff... no, his friends.
Only a few things survived the fire, some of the families personal items. There was the matching necklace he had bought fern on their wedding day, the ring he wore still on his finger as he refused to take it off. There was Lila's, his daughters, lipstick, the shade a soft red. Along with Lila's lipstick, there was River's leaf crown. It was simply a bunch of leaves sewn and threaded together buy Lila, which he rarely took off. Lastly, there was Amon's teddy bear. The bear has been around since he was a baby, filled with little patches and stitches from Fern continuously fixing it for him. There was also a watch, though no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember who it belonged to...
He decided that it was worth it, one more time, to try to remember. He got up, heading towards the basement.
