Epilogue

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"Just keep the blindfold on okay?" Connor says leading me somewhere, this morning he woke me up excitedly and said that he wants to show me something

"Okay okay" I say anticipation eating me up inside till we finally stop

"Okay....you can remove them" connor said taking in a deep breath, I hurriedly remove them unable to wait any longer, I smile at the site in front of me

It was a painting of me, I was like a sun and him staring at me and stretching his hands trying to reach it, it was also raining in the painting, but the rain was my tears....it was beautiful

"Do you like it?" He asks looking nervous

"Coco", I say and cup his face..

" I love it, its beautiful.....I want it" I say and look at the painting once more

"I've been working on it for a while now" he says looking shy

"Really?, is it your masterpiece?" I ask and he slowly nods and blushes a little, I hold back my laughter, I've never seen him this way

"I'm your masterpiece... Yayy" I say in a cheeky tone

"I'm in the painting too" he says and I giggle

"By the way, I've also gotten a venue for my art gallery..I want to start next year or ma-" I cut him off by throwing myself into his arms, he immediately wraps his hands around me
"I'm so happy for you coco" i say and start tearing up

"Thank you, I love you" he says stroking my hair

"I love you more" I say and snuggle into his arms

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Zayn's POV

"Sir, are you sure you don't need company?" Pedro my driver asked and I nodded

"Its just a graveyard what's the worst that could happen" I said a little pissed off and got out of the car.

I walked over to my father's grave that had  Miguel José in loving memory, 'a man of power'

The flowers around the grave were still fresh, well we buried him just a week ago. Right before our final exams I got a call from Pedro  that my dad had died from a heart attack and there's no one else to hold up the business.

It was a shady and dark job, but I felt obligated to do it.

And again, there's no way papa could have just died from a heart attack, he was in good shape, very healthy and suddenly he died from a heart attack.

I had to leave school and everything behind for my dad, I left my treasure behind as well, Nichole. I can't let her know what I am or what I do and I definitely can't  make her wait for me,  I can't let her suffer, especially not on my behalf

Nichole's POV

I lie on my bed and listen as my phone continued to ring, it was tracy ....I chose not to pick not because I don't love her but because I can't bring myself to talk to her or anyone else

"Mom says you should come down for dinner" janiya said entering without knocking, I stared at her with my swollen red eyes

"Yeesh, your still crying" she said with a cringe

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