Epilogue

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I stood in the cemetery, the sky a dark overcast. I held a rose in hand, trying to convince myself to place the flower at her grave, but I couldn't, because that would mean letting go of her. I had given Inell's body to her family after her death so that they could give her a proper burial, unlike vampires, who would simply cremate her body. The image of her sister when I told her what had happened would forever be burned into my memory. After Inell's death, it was discovered that she was a month pregnant, but not with my child. The baby was fully human. I knew that it was Kyungsoo's. Clearly, Inell hadn't told me everything that had happened that night, but I didn't care. What use was it staying mad at a dead person? "Still trying to get over her?" a voice from behind me asked. I turned around to see a hooded figure standing before me. Red hair peeked out from underneath the hood. Chanyeol. "Something similar happened to me, once," he continued. He sighed as he said, "I can still remember my own brother holding me back and forcing me to watch as a guard killed her." "Did ever get over her?" I asked. "I guess that's the thing, Baekhyun," he said. "I'll never truly get over her. There are some days when I don't think about her at all, and other days when she's all that I can think about." Chanyeol walked next to me and looked at her grave. "But regardless of whether or not you're able to get over Inell, you need to let go of her. The final stage of grief is accepting what's happened, and that there's nothing you can do or could've done differently that will change this." Chanyeol turned around and began walking away. I glanced one last time at her grave before placing the red rose on the stone. I turned around, took a deep breath, and willed myself not to look back. I had to accept what had happened. My life would continue on, but Inell wouldn't a part of it.
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