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I exclaimed, my own voice shattering with terror and longing. He reached out, brushing tears from my face. “I have to, Audrey. Trust that our love is strong enough to hold us together. I’ll be back for you—always.” The last words echoed in my mind: "The final reckoning is near." I closed my eyes and prayed our love would be strong enough to see us through the horrors to come.

My mind was too far away. Then his voice became clearer. “We now commit this body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.” Those were the final words. The coffin began to lower. The sound of it descending into the ground echoed louder than it should have. My chest tightened painfully as reality pressed harder against me. This was it. This was the end. After today, I would have nothing but memories to hold on to.

I close my eyes as my heart fulls with pride and happiness Thank you Kendra Are the last words I say to my saviour. The end

But no one comes for me. Eventually, I understand. I keep trying to run from it, but what is the use? I wipe my face with shaking hands and force myself to stand. My legs wobble, but I stay upright. I swallow hard and stare at the space where my father had been. “This is the last time,” I whisper, my voice hoarse. “The last time you will ever see me cry.” This time, I know it’s true. ~~~ The car slows as another song by Lana del Rey comes to an end.

“Sandro…oh God, please... Sandro…” She could not fight her unconsciousness any longer so slowly, she closes her eyes, and the last words he had spoken to her echoed in her ear, erasing this bad dream with the hopes of a more beautiful one to unfold… …I won’t ever let you go. I love you so much…

Pretending that the past was just a story she had heard about someone else. Sleep did not come easily. It never did. She lay in the dark and listened to the city breathe and counted her heartbeats like beats in a dance that never ended. One two three. One two three. The rhythm of survival. The rhythm of fear. Some nights, she dreamed of Emeka's smile. Some nights, she dreamed of the man falling. Some nights, she dreamed of running and running and never reaching the end of the hallway.

The day had started peacefully. He might even say he felt a little ecstasy swimming in his veins when he reminded himself of his ultimate plans for the day. He hummed to the tune 'A Hymn to God the Father' by John Donne and his gait got a skip in the step and a few snapping of fingers here and there when he reached, "I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun My last thread, I shall perish on the shore; But swear by thyself, that at my death thy Son

"Because, one: I don’t take orders from you anymore. And two: I know what I am doing." "Famous last words of every fucking person who ends up dead," I growl, stepping into her space again.

She was the only thing that felt real in a world built on lies. Marcus’s last words replayed again and again. Forgive me before I go. I didn’t know if I could. But I knew I would try.

"I love you, Nieva... Remember that... I love you so fucking much..." Those were his last words before I heard the gunshot.