A little more than a year later, Charlie’s is washing dishes. Her hands already look much better than they used to with slightly grown finger nails.
“How long do you think you can honestly keep this up?” Hirata asks.
Charlie is stunned but calm and collected with a haunting Hirata figure standing behind her. Her hair is in a bun and she looks more mature and stronger.
“Keep what up?” She asks.
A pair of arms wrap around her waist and Hirata fades away. The pair of arms belong to Ryan. He gently kisses her neck and then spins her around to face him.
“What’s going on?” Ryan asks.
“Not much. Just washing dishes. Hey, by the way, Akira invited us to hangout with her and her girlfriend.”
“Ok. When?”
“In a few hours.”
Ryan kisses Charlie on her lips.
“Ok then.” He says.
Ryan takes the ring that Charlie set aside to wash dishes. He slides the ring on her hand and then kisses her knuckles.
“Did you get any sleep last night?” Ryan asks.