ivy flower - flower of friendship, wedded love, fidelity, and affection.
SEVERAL YEARS LATER
After several years of adventuring, now a famous author, Newt was back in New York. He couldn't have been more excited. He had come to visit his friends, Tina and Queenie. Maybe he would even come across Jacob. He walked around happily, glancing at all of the buildings and people. For a moment, Felicity slipped into his mind. He smiled. How he would love to see her again. He tried to contact her, but she never replied. The owls he tried to send her always came back unopened.
He looked over at a bench, and suddenly stopped in his tracks. There she was. Sitting on a bench and reading the paper, Felicity Ann Ivy was having a normal day. He quickly walked towards her and tapped her shoulder.
"Excuse me, um...Is your name--" she looked to him and gasped, speaking before he could.
"Newt?"
TO BE CONTINUED ?
