The Final Three Days of Us
Here, I could live the life I never got to finish.
Even after that, I still saw Blake sometimes, lingering at the edge of the training grounds while I was out hunting with the pups. He looked like a ghost of his former self, completely worn down.
Every time I saw him, he was holding a bouquet of my favorite white roses.
But what did it matter? The damage was done, and it would never go away.
One day, he just stopped showing up.
He finally married Wendy.
Under their terrible leadership, their pack went into decline fast. I heard from the pups that those two argued every day about money, fighting over scraps of food like animals.
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