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“Becca?” Stasi stands at the side of the yard, brow furrowed and worry in her eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry. I’m just setting things right.” Despite the serenity in my voice, she rushes to me.

“Is this…” Her lip trembles as she reaches out to rub a finger across her skull that lies in front of us. Tears fall in silence down her face, for once, she’s speechless.

“It is.” The collective gasp confirms it’s after midnight. With my death day past, I can move unseen again. “Come on.” Giving her bones one last glance, I lead Stasi up to the roof, where we watch them collect her skeleton and take her away for a proper burial.

“Thank you,” she says as she plants a kiss on my hand and finally lets herself grieve.

“Of course, My Love, you deserve to rest in peace.”

Read Come Out, Come Out, Aiden’s story and find out what happens to Nate.