**Five years to the day after the battle…
(Alex’s POV)
I was sitting quietly out in the meadow on the little hill we’ve dubbed Victory Mound. This is the exact spot where Solaris fell to his knees that day.
April and I come out here every year on this date and just silently sit together and think about how thankful we are for having come through it all. Sure, the weeks after were the absolute hardest I’ve ever had. But I don’t dwell on that time.
She doesn’t really remember much from those weeks, which is to be expected, seeing that she was catatonic at the time. But she has told me that sometimes she would hear me talking to her and she knew I never once gave up on her.
Neither did the gang. I don’t think even my Dad did, really. The adults were just trying to do what they thought
