Epilogue: The Living and the Loving
IONA
We got home, the two looked tired after we ate dinner, so I decided to let them rest first as I headed to clean the dishes. It was just starting to get dark with the sun setting with a myriad of colours from orange hues to red sprawled over the sky and clouds like a watercolor painting. It was beautiful. I find myself distracted by it just as I'm cleaning.
A blinding white pain stabs through my gut and I clutch on tightly on the sink. My eyes stared out of the window while I slowly breathed in and out. I feel the contraction of my bones, the pain buckles my knees and I drop to the floor. White spots flashing in my eyes
“Drake!” I groan out “Damiano!”
I hear their loud footsteps in a matter of seconds. But the sound of my skin ripping and st
