“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

comfort her, to say, “Sabrina, this was my fault. It took me too long to understand my feelings. Would you give me another chance?

he knew he was being overly hopeful, he couldn’t suppress

simply said, “We should head back. If we hurry, we might make it in time to finalize the

He found

he reached into his pocket for

within the chapel,” the young nun gently

the lighter back, closing his eyes

greeted by a biting cold

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