Chapter forty-five-Epilogue

Author's Pov:

Two years later, Adira was never the same after everything happened. She would always stay alone. Alone from everyone. She just wanted Lancelot to come back to her. Nothing else. She was broken.

Adira was sitting alone at the beach. She looked at the full moon mark at her wrist and touched it softly. "Bring him ba,k," she whispered.

A tall boy was walking towards her. He was smiling. He was smiling seeing her love after such a long time. He reached her and sat down beside her making her surprised.

"You?" She said softly. Tears were forming in her eyes.

"Why am I suddenly feeling so awkward?" He asked with a smile.

"You are alive." She said touching his face. He instantly melted to her touch.

"Yes. I am." He said with a smile.

"How?" She asked sobbing softly.

"The angels in heaven kicked me out. Couldn't tolerate me one more second." He said laughing.

Adira broke down crying and pulled him into a kiss making him startled. "I missed you." She said in between the kiss."I missed you too, my darling." He said smiling.

The end.