Epilogue

After Quinn’s passing, I was a lot more motivated to work because staying at home only gave room for more depressing thoughts. I had no clue where to look, but one thing was certain. I couldn’t go back to my previous work. Not because of Ryder this time. Miss Miller was just difficult to work with, and I wasn’t looking forward to being an errand girl.

I picked up a newspaper from the center table and went through. There was nothing much. Just boring talks with Ryder on almost every page. However, I stopped flipping when an article about Quinn caught my eyes.

POPULAR CANADIAN PHOTOGRAPHER, QUINN FALLON, HAS PASSED AWAY.

Although I knew the circumstances of her death, I went on to read the article.

It was reported that Quinn Fallon died after getting hit by a hit-and-run driver in the afternoon of December 14th in front of a café. People who were in the café at the time of the accident said she had left the café after meeting up with someone.

I stopped reading. My heart became heavy