-Is he in Paris?...
-Yes, in France... you can board tomorrow if you ask for a ticket today...
...

Camaron already dreamed that this day would finally come, he didn't know how to thank him, and he didn't even know what to do.

-I go!  Let's buy...

Then he goes to the computer and starts his purchase, minutes later he is successful.

-Ready Liza, it's scheduled for morning...
-So darling, let's pack our bags...

Camaron felt a drop of paint fall into his heart, he could feel the color return to his eyes.  It was as if everything made sense now.  Lian was sleepless, he knew there was something very strange happening with Allison.  So he decides to go up to see how things were, and there was Alli, sitting on the floor of the balcony, Olivia was sleeping on the bed.  Somehow Allison doesn't feel his presence nearby, so Lian keeps approaching until he sits next to her.

-I don't think things need to be like this...
-I don't think so either...but I have to accept it...
-Why?...
-Because it would never work...
...

Lian was quiet for a long time, and Allison was starting to feel sleepy.  She lowered her head and raised it back up, he notices this and acts as a supporter for her.

-You don't need to say anything more... I'll stay with you, just looking at this sky.
-Thanks...

It didn't take long and Allison ended up falling asleep, he noticed that she passed out, so he ended up picking Alli up and taking her to the bed.  She slept like an angel, making Lian remember the nights when he just watched her.   Then he whispers to the unconscious girl.

-Call me when you need, I'll be here, everywhere.
...

The next day Allison wakes up to a call from her boss Carlos, saying:  "Miss Clark, don't worry about videos, photos or news. The media is prohibited from posting anything about yesterday's event, and about Vanessa, she is in psychiatric treatment. I don't think she will be sentenced to anything. But don't worry. worry, because if she tries to do something, then we will have good reasons to imprison her. I hope you have a good weekend and the Christmas and New Year holidays are approaching!!!"
Maybe she felt calmer with this news, but she still felt a pang in her heart, so she decided to send a message to Camaron.

[Good morning Camaron, how are you?  What are you going to do?...]

He quickly responded.

[Hello Alli!  I'm now on my way to the airport.  Yes, I'm finally going to rest, I'm going to see my brother who always cared about me.]

-What!  Shit, shit, shit!...

Said Allison, she felt like she had to say goodbye to him for the last time.

[Shit Camaron, I hope I'm not late!  Hold on!!!]

Allison doesn't even change, she goes with him to the airport in the taxi.  Wearing a baggy black sweatshirt, black athletic shorts, giving the impression that the sweatshirt was a little dress, her hair seemed more defined than normal, she was wearing black ankle boots, her face was pink and her eyes were blue tone of the clearest sky that existed.  She got out of the car and ran looking for him everywhere, she was desperate, people were passing in front of her, it was round and round.  Minutes passed and she smelled that unforgettable perfume, the smell reminded her of the freshness of mint, but it also reminded her of the smell and cold of Camaron's car.  When she looks to the side, there he was, saying goodbye to Liza.  Allison runs and screams.

He feels a pang in his chest and sees Alli coming towards him.

- Did you really think I was going to let you go?...
-No, never...
-I hope everything gets better from now on...because we're going to grow now, without that depth of the ocean.  But remember that I loved you first Camaron...
-Remember one thing Allison, of all the guys you've ever liked.  I loved you more...

Then he kisses her, his hands touch her warm and soft face, she touches his chest, feeling her heart beating intensely.  Emotions connected with that moment, but it was time to say goodbye.  Camaron looks into her eyes and sees the ocean that almost drowned him...

-You live inside me... thank you for everything Alli... Goodbye...
-Goodbye... I'm very grateful for everything...

He turns around and their hands begin to slowly move away until they reach his fingers and can no longer feel each other.  Allison saw him leaving, she looks at Liza and the two leave together.  Allison returned to the apartment, everything was normal as always, but what was different was the relief she felt now.  After that last interaction with Camaron, she felt good and light.  Has she finally found peace?...

-Hi Alli, are you back yet?...

Well, in front of her was a reason why she is about to find peace.  This was the last stage of mourning, this was the famous "End Game".

  

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