•Chapter 59 - After.•

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There was nothing left of him now.

Anti was distant but also tried to keep me away from Dark.

The 'meeting' didn't last long.

Ever since Dark asked me who I was, no words exchanged between us anymore.

Anti just came in between Dark and I, and glared at me....


It was a protective look....

A dangerous look...

A look that told me to stay away...

And then they left...

Dark glanced at me a few times as they did so, his look unrecognisable and I unrecognisable to him.

When I came back home; I couldn't remember much...

Maybe I cried...

Maybe I just layed in my bed looking at the ceiling with shock...

But next morning, I at least knew that I slept since I woke up....

That yesterday was like a...

Was like a dejavu...













In the kitchen, I had a letter...

With shaky handwriting....

Slightly corrupted too....

But if I wasn't used to it by now, I would have called the police since it looked like something you'd find at a horror movie...

...



The letter was from Anti...
























_______________________













εѵε૨ყƭɦเɳɠ'ร ƒเɳε, ∂σɳ'ƭ ℓσσҡ ƒσ૨ µร....

ɦσωεѵε૨, เ ૮σµℓ∂ɳ'ƭ ʝµรƭ ℓεαѵε ყσµ ωเƭɦσµƭ ҡɳσωเɳɠ....

ωε'ℓℓ ɳεѵε૨ รεε εα૮ɦ σƭɦε૨ αɠαเɳ... ყσµ ҡɳσω ƭɦαƭ ૨เɠɦƭ?

αɳყωαყ'ร ... เ ƒσµɳ∂ α ωαყ ƭσ รαѵε ∂α૨ҡ... αƭ ℓεαรƭ.... ƭɦε ɳεω ƭყρε σƒ ∂α૨ҡเρℓเε૨... ƭɦε ρℓαɳ ƭɦαƭ ɱαรҡเρℓเε૨ ɦαร ૮૨εαƭε∂, ɦαร ૮σ૨૨µρƭε∂ µร αℓℓ, ƭɦε εɠσร. ωε ɦαѵε ɓε૮σɱε ℓεรร σµ૨รεℓѵεร รɳ∂ ɱσ૨ε σƒ รσɱεσɳε εℓรε... ɱσ૨ε ɦµɱαɳ... ɓµƭ ƭɦαƭ'ร ɳσƭ ωɦσ ωε α૨ε, (ყ/ɳ).

ƭɦε ƒαɳ∂σɱ ɦαร ɓεεɳ ∂ყเɳɠ ɓε૮αµรε ωε ɦαѵε ɓε૮σɱε α ѵε૨รเσɳ σƒ σµ૨รεℓѵεร ƭɦαƭ ρεσρℓε ∂σɳ'ƭ ҡɳσω... ωε ɦαѵε ℓσรƭ ƭɦε รเ∂ε αℓℓ ρεσρℓε ɦαѵε ɠ૨σωɳ ƭσ ℓσѵε αɳ∂ ƒεα૨....

εѵεɳ เ αɱ ɠµเℓƭყ σƒ ૮ɦαɳɠเɳɠ...

ɓµƭ เ ƒσµɳ∂ α ρµ૨ρσรε ƒσ૨ ɱε....

α ρµ૨ρσรε ωɦε૨ε เ ɠεƭ ƭσ αƭ ℓεαรƭ รαѵε ∂α૨ҡเρℓเε૨'ร εאเรƭεɳ૮ε....

ყσµ รεε, ωเƭɦ ƭɦε ℓεรร σƒ ƒαɳ∂σɱ ૨εɱεɱɓε૨เɳɠ µร, σ૨ α૮ҡɳσωℓε∂ɠเɳɠ µร, ƭɦε ωεαҡε૨ ωε ɓε૮σɱε... ωε ɱเɠɦƭ εѵεɳ ℓσรε αɳყ εאเรƭεɳ૮ε αƭ αℓℓ....

เ ωαɳƭ ƭσ ɠเѵε ρεσρℓε ωɦαƭ ƭɦεყ ωαɳƭ, ƭɦε ƭɦ૨เℓℓเɳɠ αɳ∂ ∂αɳɠε૨σµร, ɱყรƭε૨เσµร ∂α૨ҡเρℓเε૨... ɓε૮αµรε เƒ เ ૮αɳ'ƭ รαѵε ɱყรεℓƒ, เ ɱเɠɦƭ αรωεℓℓ รαѵε ɦเɱ...

αɳ∂ ƭɦαƭ εɳφµเ૨εร ɦเɱ ƭσ ɳσƭ ɱεεƭ ყσµ. รσ ɦε ωσµℓ∂ɳ'ƭ ƒαℓℓ เɳ ℓσѵε....

รσ ɦε ωσµℓ∂ɳ'ƭ ƒαℓℓ เɳℓσѵε ƭσ ɓε ɦµɱαɳ αɠαเɳ.

The End.






~NO.
DON'T YOU DARE SCREAM AT ME FOR FINISHING IT LIKE THIS.

I AM DONE WITH THIS FUCKEN BOOK °^°

I'VE BEEN WRITING IT FOR LIKE... WHAT? 2 OR 3 YEARS?!

HELL NAH -

THIS ENDING HAS BEEN PLANNED FROM THE START 😌

There is nothing I'm changing, and I just want this fucken nightmare to end so I could finish other books - and of course -

FINALLY NOT FEEL STRESS WHILE TRYING TO WRITE A NEW BOOK.

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BUUUT -















I love you all with all meh heart.
I won't forget your jokes or moments we shared.

Thank you for reading -

Now Hasta la vista, baby.

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