164. Why always me?

Well, what can I say to that? Yeah. I would have to flip the coin on Henrietta because I really wanted to go home and wasn't as relaxed about it as Henry seemed to be. 

Though, I didn't have to wait for Henrietta. I took Henry's hand when we stood on the plateau leading to the little garden. 

I flipped the coin, yet it didn't turn black. I decided to look into his incorrect future and past to see what his nearest counterpart was. It should be one of the orbs inside the trash world, but let's play it safe. 

It didn't turn black again, but it worked out with the past.

Palm, gold, incorrect past of Henry Devin. Eyes and ears uncovered. 

The black-haired man with a mole under his eye hugs a woman. 

"Don't worry, I'll come back, I promise." He leans down and kisses her deeply.