Grace's POV
I did exactly what I told my mother I would do that day, all those years ago. I moved on. I lived my life, lesser than I should have, but I was still here.

I'm going to be gone any day now. My mother passed years ago, from stress and old age. We got along toward the end of her life. I'm thankful for that.

Jack's died in prison. Honestly, even though he had a life sentence, I still lived in fear. Every day of my life, I was afraid of it all happening again.

I never really spoke to Matt or Rian after that day. Zack took his own life not even a year after we escaped, fearing that no one loved him or would ever love him now that Jack was gone.

And Alex. The love of my life. Here I stand, at his funeral. I still can't believe that when we met, we were high school seniors. Innocent. Although we went through a lot of tough shit in our lives, one thing never changed.

Us.

Notes

Thank you so much to the people who have supported this story. I literally could not have done it without you.
<3.
Laura.
Maybe someday I'll return.