*55 years after funeral*
Ava's POV
I'm 79, and it's been almost 56 years since Hayley died. I wasn't feeling good, and my time is about to end soon. I walk past the picture I framed with Hayley and I kissing in the water, and I still cry a little bit. I walk into my bedroom, and go to sleep. I fell myself losing breath, but that's okay. I close my eyes, and I see the 24 year old me. I had what I wore when me and Hayley went out that night to the irish themed bar in Germany, and I was walking into the bar were Hayley and I first met. Young Jeremy held the door open, and Lauren and Taylor greeted me. I kept walking, and I saw a blue-haired figure sitting in a chair, like they were waiting for something. There could only be one blue haired girl around. The girl turned around, and it was Hayley. She smiled at me, and walked up to me. She hugged me, and I felt it. That's when I realize, I passed away. Furthermore, Hayley kissed me, and I could hear Taylor, Jeremy, and Lauren cheering in the background. I missed those hazel eyes.
"Now I can finally dye my hair" Hayley said. "How about red?" I laughed.
"You were right, we'd meet again" I said.
"I told you, my love" Hayley said.
We kissed again.
"Ava," Hayley said "You left something."
Hayley extended her hand out, and gave me the item. It was the 3 bar necklace.
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