“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.”

gently wiped her tears, a feeling of

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

being overly

back. If we hurry, we might make it in time to finalize

crumbled. He found himself

lingering pause, he reached into

the chapel,”

apologize.” Tyrone placed the lighter

were greeted by a biting cold wind,

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