Epilogue

~Brielle

Something doesn’t feel right.

That’s been a thought on my mind for the past few weeks. In one instance, it seemed like everything should be righted in the world. Fate helped me, kept his word and I kept mine. Chase wasn’t exactly happy, but knew he wouldn’t have been awake to deal with Ren in time, so he let it slide after a few days of moping.

Really, he’s using it as an excuse for his mourning of his mother. I could hardly believe he didn’t confide in me with any other this, but I didn’t berate him after going through what he did. Of course, he explained that she was sick, and wanted to sacrifice herself. He agreed only on the grounds that she didn’t have long left, but it took him months of consideration, and didn’t want me to convince him out of it.

So here we are, lying in the sun on the seating outside, me leaning against his chest, him playing with my hair.

It’s been like this everyday for awhile now.

But like I said, something doesn’t feel right.

I’m not sure w