Zyron's POV
Three Years Later
I opened the driver's door and picked up the bouquet of white roses from the passenger seat. Beside it was another flower arrangement I had personally asked the florist to prepare.
After stepping out of the car, I quietly walked through the peaceful cemetery until I stopped in front of two graves.
I carefully placed the bouquet of white roses on one grave and the second flower arrangement on the one beside it.
Today, I came to visit two people who had changed my life forever.
One was the mother of my son.
The other was the man who gave his life to save mine.
I smiled sadly as I looked at the first gravestone.
"Hey... how have you been?"
"I know... it's been a long time."
"I'm sorry I haven't visited since your funeral."
"We had to leave for the United States because Ash needed treatment there."
I slowly sat on the grass in front of the grave and brushed away the dry leaves that had gathered around the headstone.
