Chapter 171 Many Things Have Changed
Quinn's POV
I don't know how many seasons have passed. I still don't get tired of visiting Dylan every day.
Well, even though the place is a bit different from what I imagined, at least he's no longer in pain.
Dylan, now he is completely at peace. He is now fast asleep and will never wake up again. And now this cemetery is his home.
Dylan decided to leave us forever a few days after he received the transplant.
And since that day, my days have never been the same.
This wound is too big to close. This wound is too deep to bury.
I don't know how many ways I've tried to return to my old self, but nothing has really worked. Even the help from experts only helped a little, it couldn't completely fix me.
Because Dylan will never come back. Because Dylan will no longer be in the next chapters of my life.
Maybe he left because his task was complete. Maybe it's also because he finally met our parents, finally felt his dream had come true, and no longer had a purpose in this world.
Yes, I just found out that meeting our parents was one of the things Dylan really wanted to experience. He even wrote about it in his diary.
Unfortunately, when our parents met him, he didn't know it. Because at that time, he never woke up again.
After that, Dylan never opened his eyes or spoke again. The doctor also informed us that it was unlikely Dylan would survive much longer without the machine.
A very difficult decision was made. In the end, the machine was turned off so Dylan would no longer feel any pain. And indeed, after that was done, Dylan was finally free from the pain he had been enduring all this time.
Unfortunately, the grief from that day has not yet healed. Even my favorite ice cream can't overcome the sadness.
Even though it's been years, it feels like Dylan left just yesterday. It feels like I just scolded him for not getting up to go to school.
Now there are no more moments where I yell or get angry at him. He is now very calm and probably happy because he doesn't have to listen to me nagging anymore.
Honestly, I really, really, feel guilty for not having the chance to apologize while Dylan could still hear me. Now that regret has piled up and become a time bomb that could explode at any moment.
Even so, I never thought that everything I did to Dylan was in vain. I think what I did to Dylan was an attempt to save him, even though it didn't really work.
What I've been through until now is not Dylan's fault either. He didn't ask for it, but I gave it to him willingly.
Because of him, I also met Grayson. Imagine if I hadn't been frustrated looking for another part-time job that day, I definitely wouldn't have met Grayson and our story might not have ended like this.
Sometimes I think Dylan was an angel sent to start a new chapter in my life. Because after meeting Grayson, my life completely changed 180 degrees.
Oh, if only Dylan were still here longer, maybe he could see me finally completing my bachelor's degree today.
Yes, Dylan once said he really wanted to see me pursue my dream of going to college. Maybe because he knew I had stopped studying due to a lack of funds. I had spent all my money on his care, so maybe that's why he got angry when he found out I had stopped my education at that time.
Ah, my tears are falling again.
I quickly wipe them away because I don't want Dylan to see me crying. If he didn't see me cry when he was alive, then he shouldn't see me cry now.
Hey, I don't want him to mock me up there!
Ding.
Oh, I have a new message on my phone.
It's from Grayson. He'll be here soon.
As for Grayson, he is certainly continuing his dream and his work as an athlete. Now he is even a respected senior because his personality has completely changed. He has become a very wise person and is no longer as foul-mouthed as he used to be.
However, his ability to play on the rink continues to improve. He has become unbeatable even though there are many new alpha rookies.
And well, now Grayson and Hanz are no longer the only Alphas playing. Instead, many werewolves are starting to be recruited, at least one per team.
Honestly, I'm happy about that. Because at least the spotlight isn't only focused on Grayson. And because the spotlight is divided, the media is slowly forgetting the rumors they raised about Grayson's relationship with a mysterious woman who has not yet been revealed.
And well, I am the mysterious woman they are looking for. And we have agreed not to publicize our relationship even though our parents have been fully supportive from the start.
We agreed to live our lives as usual. And if anyone accidentally catches us together, let them draw their own conclusions. So for now, Grayson and I are comfortable with a peaceful and tranquil relationship that only we and our families know about.
"Hi, babe."
The voice made me reflexively turn around. Where I found Grayson walking towards me with a bouquet of flowers in his left hand and a thick coat in his right.
Grayson leaned down to kiss my forehead. Then he put the coat on me. "I'm so proud of you, babe. Congratulations on your graduation."
I smiled and kissed his lips briefly. "Thank you, Gray Bear."
Then he knelt down and placed the flowers on Dylan's grave. "Hi Dylan. Your sister is being naughty again because she forgot to wear warm clothes on a cold day."
I pursed my lips at his complaint. "You're such a tattletale!"
Grayson chuckled. He held out his hand. "Tomorrow is an important day for me. Will you accompany me?"
I furrowed my brow. "Don't I always watch your games?"
"And tomorrow is the final game, babe. It will determine which team will take home the trophy."
I rounded my eyes and reflexively covered my mouth with my hand. "Oh my gosh, Gray Bear, I'm sorry. I wasn't focused. I’m so sorry.”
I thought Grayson would be mad, but then I remembered that he wasn't the Grayson from a few years ago. So instead of getting mad, he gently rubbed the top of my head. "Come on. You can bring your friends. I'll give you the tickets."