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But when I thought about the life I had imagined after leaving, one where I would raise that baby on my own, it still made my heart ache. Once Madre Greco confirmed that I was fine, she let me go. She handed me a card before I left. "A new identity has been arranged for you. There are 50 million dollars in this account, and the property in Newick is already under your name. Live peacefully from now on. If anything ever happens, come to me." I nodded and boarded the plane without hesitation. … After arriving in Newick, I rested for a few weeks before taking a job at an art school near my villa. When I wasn't teaching, I traveled and visited the beautiful places I had missed for years.

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A bright light flashed around us and instantly we were back in my mom's house in Salem. Gatsby sat on the counter, licking his mouth. "Where have you been?"

She called a polite goodnight to Daphne’s parents. Daphne watched her leave from the doorway. The car lights disappeared down the street. She touched the chain around her neck and smiled. The lessons were over. But the story between them had only just begun. THE END

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Lex. [Audrey, I'm sorry.] I stared at it for a moment, then put the phone down. I didn't reply. Our story had ended long ago. I closed that chapter. From now on, our lives will go their own way—like two roads that'll never cross again.

“Drink, little—” Lucky. Why? she thought. Why didn’t I stop at three? She wiped away the tears, the movement impatient and quick. Like the ghosts sitting opposite, or leaning against the wall, or standing at the window watching their hungry brethren on the avenue below, that day refused to die. “That was the end,” she said to the memory blackening the corner. “At twenty-four, that was the end. But who cares?” You do. Those ghosts who refused the grave drew closer. The Silent in expensive gold. The Favored with the heavy eyes. The heat, the red. The low table with the brew—

Let's end this. ***

I can’t believe this is happening. THE END (Keep an eye out, there's an Epilogue chapter and a couple of chapters for Killian and Theo)

How do I find my way back? I managed to walk down to the main high way and successfully got a cab. "495 Grove street" i muttered out and rested my back on the cool leather. The elderly man seemed to recognize me as a popular face known for creating mischief but he said nothing and minded his business which was good for him else I'd have had to send his corpse to his family. I stopped him blocks away from my destination and got down. I realized I had no cash with me and I couldn't leave him here and go get money cause he looked like one to snoop around so I pulled one of the silver rings from my fingers and handed it to him.

I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy. I was going to leave a message for her, but I did not go through with it. Instead, I said it in my mind, 'Hey honey, this is the last time I'm calling you that, I guess. I spent ten years in love with you. It's really hard doing that, I know, but I'm giving up anyway. Congratulations, to both you and me.' I grabbed my suitcase. The moment the countdown was over, I put my hand on the doorknob.