Epilogue

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"The end," The women sighed, leaning her back on the cold, grey stone, "I know I'm not the best storyteller, but I hope that was okay,"

The blonde woman smiled as she looked at the clouds, "It's the best story, in my opinion. I think I've told it over 100 times,"

She ran her hand over the grass at the feet, "I know I've told you this story countless times now, but it never gets old, and I'll forever love it, just like I love you," She grazed her fingers over the pendant around her neck, tears forming in her eyes

"You were, and still are, my everything. Before you came, my life was bleak. Every day passed in a blur. I didn't know what I was living for or who. My Dad had died, and my mother was struggling to keep a roof over our heads. But when you walked in, you brightened my world and made my days better," She crossed her legs as she looked at the grey slab, "And you never thought you could fall for a girl," She giggled, "Don't underestimate a Monoban,"

Finally, the tears fell, "I miss you every day, and so do our children," Lisa ran her hand over the stone, "Yesterday our son visited. I hope you enjoyed his company. Our daughter, Ella, said she would come to visit as soon as she could, but you know how busy her schedule is, being a model and all,"

She tried to dry her tears, but they would only be replaced with more, "I never thought I would lose someone to sickness again. I thought I would be able to grow old with you,"

She looked at the stone, reading the words carved into for the thousandth time

Jennie Ruby Jane Manoban

Loving Mother, Daughter, And Wife

1996-2056

"Before I forget!" Lisa sifted through her bag before pulling out her silver chain, "You were looking for it the day before you were admitted to the hospital. I was going to find it and bring it to you, but all I did I was sit with you in the hospital, eat, and sleep," She placed the matching charm in front of the tombstone, next to the fresh bouquet of yellow camellia

"I'm not sure how, but that camellia plant you gave me all those years ago is still thriving. Sometimes I like to think it's you, watching over me and growing with me," As she spoke, more tears fell

She ran her hand over the tombstone one last time before standing, she looked at the sky as she murmured, "Till death do us part, but even after death I will still love you,"

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