Faces and masks: If i'm with you

Epilogue

"Hey, it just occurred to me..." - Sally began in thoughtful surprise, looking from Emily to Larry. The three of them were sitting in the yard, the brown-haired one and the red-haired one, but Fisher was lying with his head in his friend's lap, smiling blissfully at her gentle touch on his soft, disheveled blue hair. She could have sworn he had blue-furred ears and a tail for a second.

— You're both good liars, aren't you? Who would have thought... " he muttered, narrowing his eyes.

"U-it's all because of you!" It's because you cry every night! -  brown-haired man snapped, but his friend ignored him. The brown-haired man paused, too, noticing that Emily had lowered her gaze and was shaking slightly, her fingers clutching the hem of her blue dress.

"I'm sorry-I'm Sorry, Sally! I-I'm a terrible friend! I lied to you! Betrayed you! I just wanted you to be happy! Yeah, it hurt that you didn't remember me, but.It's better that way than that you will be constantly tormented by this pain in your heart! From these terrible memories! but now, you must be Nena — " she broke off in mid-sentence as he gave her a sharp hug. It happened so quickly that before she knew it, she was on his lap, clutched to his chest.

"I told you, Amy - I could never hate you, no matter what you did. Even if it's a betrayal ... You're too important to me... to both of us. So don't you dare even mention that you're a traitor! he shouted the last words, pulling away and looking into her eyes.

— Nicely. -   she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes with her wide sleeve and smiled shyly. I'm glad you're okay now. I hope I never see you cry again.

"Oh, and by the way, I remembered something very important. Our memories, Larry, Emily... you always said we could make new ones, right? And I thought it was true, but ... I can't say there's one thing I'd be willing to forget. Or even wanted to forget. he smiled warmly, closing his dark blue eyes. I realized that in me except fate and all the bloody memories... there is a small but powerful light, which I am much more afraid of losing. So... Larry, Emily... - he abruptly opened his eyes. — I will fight!"

- Maybe my memories are very painful and cruel, starting with the death of my mother... I will not run away. Because I can fight. And it's hard to deal with them alone... but ... if I'm with you, Amy ... No, with both of you... it's bound to be... the end. The end of all this pain. But only if I'm with you.