“Could you provide a name for the memorial?” the nun inquired.

Exchanging a glance with Sabrina, Tyrone said, “You should name him.”

After a moment of contemplation, Sabrina said, “Let’s call him Taylor.”

“Alright,” the nun agreed, arranging a memorial tablet for Taylor.

Tyrone and Sabrina lit a candle in front of it.

The candlelight flickered solemnly as tears welled up in Sabrina’s eyes.

“Honey, this is the only thing I can do for you. I’m sorry that we couldn’t share this life together. I hope you’ll be blessed in your next. May I come visit him frequently?” Sabrina asked through her tears.

“Of course.”

wiped her tears, a feeling of despair clutching

to understand my

though he knew he was being overly hopeful, he

“We should head back. If we hurry, we might make

hopes crumbled. He found

pause, he reached into his pocket for his

chapel,” the young nun

apologize.” Tyrone placed the lighter back, closing

Sabrina and Tyrone were greeted by

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