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Epilogue

"Hey!" A tall blond woman wearing purposefully ripped clothes, waved at him.

"Lana, how are you?" A light smile greeted her back, hidden teeth, lifeless eyes.

"I am fine, love. How are you? How is Vee doing?" She asked. Emptiness was threatening to eradiate out of his body, making his limbs go numb, the flavor of discomfort testing his patience.

"Vee is..fine. Fine, yes." He reassured himself, rather than Lana.

She approached him, eyes roaming his face, trying to crawl under his uneasiness. She knew him too well for his own good.

"Come on, no matter the fact that we see each other twice a year, you can still trust me. You know I'm here, always. Tell me Chris, what happened?" She placed her palm on his right cheek, his face reacting to her touch.

"You know what happened. You know I'm fucked up. You know what I did that turned me to this.." He motioned on himself. Lana's eyes were the mirror of her soul. She was too expressive, especially when the edges of her eyes were narrowing.

"It's okay. You know this. It's not your fault and it never was. But, you've told me about Vee, to me she seemed pretty persistent on taking your side, always. And be by it." She countered.

"She is not here. I fucked up. I ruined her and she was willing to forgive me every single time that I even laid my eyes on her." Anger was feeling now his inside.

"How did you fuck up?" She asked.

"I decided I needed to go. To leave her behind." He answered.

"You've done that before, but here you are again 'n' again with her in the end." She challenged. "What changed now, love?"

"This time, I was determined, Lana. I love her so much that..that I just couldn't watch her giving herself to me willingly, not after everything I've caused her." He sat down on the edge of the fountain. They were chatting in the park where he and Vee first met. "So I left, and for the love of God she came to me. She had to choose this time to come and find me. But you know what did she do?" She was waiting mute.

"She left me this time. And, I love her more for that. He can't play with her. Never again. And I'm glad." She smiled slightly.

"She did what you wanted always to do, to free her. So what's going on with that face?" She touched his cheek again, but this time he backed away. They were both standing now.

"Oh I see. You miss her and you know that this time you can't even try to go back to her. Am I right Chris?"

"It's over. I'm going to Europe. I'll do something with myself, away from her."

"Will you?" a voice asked from behind.

He eyed Lana, she was smiling genuinely.

Her scent filled his mind, his veins, his heart, his fingertips. A million thoughts crossed his mind, the moments they spent together, the times she cried to sleep in the nearby room not wanting him to catch her at this state.

"How come I always make the first move?" She asked.

"I'm going to go for now. Nice to meet you Vee. I'm Lana." His back was stilled turned to her. Lana was stepping away.

He focused on her breathing. Calm, peaceful, rhythmic. Her footsteps halted just a step away from his back. Her hand was rested on the soft fabric of his T-shirt.

He looked at her. She was still the same old Vee on the outside.

"You know why I left you." He stated.

"I know." She answered.

"Why?"

"You love me."

"That, I do." She smiled to his response.

"Promise me you'll let me help you." She said eagerly.

"I promise. I'm yours and you damn know it."

"That, I know." It was his turn to smile now.

"I love you, both." She approached him spreading her arms around his neck.

"How?"

"Simple, I know that he loves me too, but he is too blind of rage to show it."

He kissed her tenderly, voicing with his lips every single word and emotion he wanted to express with words.

She was fire and he was ice, they were both eliminating each other, they were both uncontrollable without each other.

......

Now, I think that's the ending.

Farewell loves...