Life After You
The moment I finished tidying up the house, the system's notification chimed.
"Fran, you'll be going home in five days," it said.
Tears began streaming down my cheeks again. I forced a smile and whispered, "Alright... Thank you."
For a second, I thought I heard the system sigh. The next thing I knew, my ears were filled with the sound of fireworks going off.
Elijah had lit them up outside for Abigail.
I took a deep breath, turned around, and gathered all my belongings—wedding photos included. I then crouched in a tight corner of the garden and burned all that junk in a heap.