Epilogue (Part 3)

I woke up to a gentle tap on my cheek.

“Sweetie, wake up. We’re here already.”

I opened my eyes, but darkness greeted me. I suddenly remembered the blindfold. I was about to remove it when Mom stopped me.

“Not yet, sweetie. Let’s go.”

I huddled myself a bit, hearing the car door open from where I sat, before they assisted me out.

I was immediately embraced by the cold breeze as I stepped out, prompting me to hold onto myself for warmth. But my attention was caught by the faint sound of waves crashing not far away.

Wait. Are we on a beach? Then why are we formally dressed?

As we began walking, my heart rate accelerated. I caught my breath when I heard Mom’s soft sob beside me, as if she was trying to hold it back.

I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to assume. But the growing suspicion in my mind was becoming more and more likely.

We continued walking slowly until I felt the sand beneath my feet.

When they came to a stop, I did as well. I felt Mom kiss my cheek before slowly