Maisie's POV
I am overjoyed by the turn of events, I still can't believe it, we were free.
I was finally free, Lance was free, and Dylan was free too.
I realized how much we needed this feeling I had while dressing up.
The feeling of peace and happiness I had when Lance's mind- spoke to me about her death.
I screamed waking Dylan up, I was happy he didn't cry, maybe he could feel and experience the same happiness as me.
I can still remember what I went through because of her. I remember vividly that she almost killed me when I was about to give birth to Dylan.
I was so happy and overjoyed I practiced my dance moves immediately, so I wouldn't embarrass myself.
I looked at myself in the mirror, dancing around the room, chuckling happily.
"Aaand done!" I said as I finished tying my hair to the style I wanted.
"She's dead and gone." I laughed.
Dylan came out from under his blanket and started walking toward me with a smile.