Harry's Epilouge

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10 months after everything.

I tried everything to get over Lily. I even dated Eleanor. Nothing ever worked. Then when she told me she was pregnant with our child, I realized I couldn't stay. Because she wasn't Lily, and this wasn't mine and Lily's child. So I left and never came back. Everyone moved on on life. But everyone lived a life of hell, and everyone that died that day was at least able to rest in piece and have freedom. I was not able to move on. So I went to Lily's grave and left a dead butterfly. I went home and took a gun. I went to the middle of an abandoned river. I put the gun up to my head. I didn't care we're I went after this life. All I knew was anything was better and less painful then a life without Lily. And with a huge smile on my face because I knew I was about to see my angel. I pulled the trigger.

His dead body flowed downstream.

It sunk to the bottom.

Never to be seen again.

THE END

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