The End

Sheila's point of view

I adjusted the little bundle of joy in my arms, feeling his tiny warmth against my body. He was simply beautiful, sleeping peacefully in my arms as I fiddled with his baby fingers.

My lips curled into a small smile, and for a second, I couldn't hide the elation that swirled within my chest just looking at his adorable little face. Slowly, I walked to the beautiful wooden cradle and gently placed Wren in it.

Staring at his beautiful face, I couldn't stop my mind from thinking about my dreams that had been constant for a week now. At first, it confused me, because even after the war and everything, some things had still not made sense to me. Like the visions I had seen from Amelie's crystal ball. She had been lucid with her words that my choice would decide whatever future was to come.

At first, I had thought my death would be the way out to save everyone I loved and ensure a future where everyone survived. But it wasn't supposed to be so