Epilogue

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Vikk >POV<

Our sentence was life in prison.

We never ate, we never drank, we never acknowledged the guards.

We sat together engulfed in each other.

We never left our position.

We loved each other, staying close to each other.

We were all we had.

Without each other we were alone.

We sat together.

We loved together.

We slowly died together.

Sometimes, sitting with Lachlan, I wonder..

What if we had a future?

What if we got to stay together actually living?

I never found out.

Because..

We died together.

Our last words?

"I love you."

"I love you more."

We promised we would find each other in another world.

I promised I would love him all my life.

The only problem is.

What life?

This?

This was not living.

This was going through the motions.

Never once, have I lived.

This was just, the rode to death.

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