Epilogue

Third-Person POV

The cemetery was blanketed in a serene stillness as Elera made her way to Alex’s tombstone. The sun’s golden rays cast a gentle glow on the landscape, adding a touch of warmth to the somber atmosphere. The air carried a faint scent of freshly cut grass and the sweet fragrance of flowers.

With a heavy heart, Elera knelt before the grave, her fingers lightly tracing the engraved letters of his name. Tears welled up in her eyes, silently cascading down her cheeks as memories flooded her mind. She whispered his name, her voice filled with a mixture of sorrow and longing.

“Alex… it’s been another day without you. I miss you so much,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “I wish you were here, to share in the moments, both joyous and challenging.”

She reached into the small bouquet of flowers she had brought, a delicate arrangement of his favorite blooms. With tender care, she placed each blossom around the tombstone, their vibran