Scars Left By Memories - Book II

Por Siempre Mi Ángel

I wanted to thank all of you for joining me on this wonderful journey. It hurts that this is the last chapter and there won't be another story of Sage and Francisco. Maybe in the future, I will combine this book with the first book, it's something I've been considering. If it does happen, it will be named, Kidnapped Memories, but this book has helped me love the muses more. This final chapter might be short, but it would be better to have the chapter more meaningful and short than a long and dragging chapter. Anyways here is the last chapter to this romantic story. Author's note will have more of a note, but this is it for now.

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Walking over to my luggage, I find the outfit I picked out. Which was a red cropped sweatshirt and a pair of black leggings, and to completely my outfit was a pair of all white Nike's.

I slipped off my old graphic tee and jogging shorts with into the outfit I picked out. Which was more relaxed and comfortable than I had expected. I folded up my sleeping clothes and placed it into my luggage then zipped it up.

I walked over to my shoes that were set on the floor against the wall, but I stopped myself before doing so. I made my way over to the vanity. Unfolding the Goodbye Notes, setting the wrinkly papers on the white vanity.

I knew that I would not have time to individually say goodbye to each of them, so I decided to write out notes for each of them individually. It wasn't only for them to read it, but to remind them of me.

I shut my eyes, letting out a deep sigh. I didn't want any of this to end, but college was my main priority. If I wanted a career to help support myself, college was something I needed to do. I walked from the vanity and back to my shoes were.

I put on my shoes and quickly tied them. I grabbed the last two things I had: my deep red backpack and luggage. I through my backpack over my shoulders and pulled the luggage from the bed. Once it was set on the floor, I tugged the handle up, extending it.

Afterwards, I took a final glance around the room, making sure I didn't forget anything. It was in it's original state and just as I remembered when I first came to this estate.

Something came to mind, I had left my long letter for Francisco, in the drawer of his desk in his office. I carried the luggage up the steps. I find everyone at the dining table enjoying breakfast. I set the luggage down onto the hardwood floor.

I find Halle was standing by the front door, occupied with her phone. She also had on a relaxing outfit. A yellow hoodie with some leggings, and some  black and white Nike's. She looks up from her phone.

Nearly ready to look back down at her phone, until she noticed me. I walk towards her, as we embrace each other, but almost immediately pulled apart.

"I wish we could have been on the same flight, but I it was my fault, since I didn't even ask when your flight was." Halle said.

"I wish the same too. Martinez booked my flight, so I wasn't even sure what time my flight was." I replied.

"I hope that sometime before we head off to college, we have some free time and catch up on things. It seemed like we never had the chance to." Halle suggested. I nodded my head in agreement.

"I agree with that one hundred percent." I replied. Her phone vibrates and turns on her screen. I couldn't see the notification, but suggesting from her facial expression, our time was up.

"My Uber is here." Halle said stuffing her phone into her back pocket. "Goodbye everyone."

Everyone at the dining table waved to her as she opened the front door, departing the house. I see Francisco heading down the steps. He had on a white button shirt with medium wash jeans and black shoes. He made his way towards me.