So long as I remain in Day’s life, I will hurt him. Any other alternative is impossible.Now, he is free.

He doesn’t know who I am.

I love you,” I whisper over and over again. “Don’t go,” I close my eyes. My tears fall on his cheeks.

I don’t want–to go–I don’t want–to leave you–Eden–

Day will move on and live his life. So will I. We will be okay. Someday, perhaps in the far and distant future, we’ll find each other again.