SIX MONTHS LATER

ZORA

We stood before Leah's grave, head bowed as we said our silent prayers.

Marissa was by my side as a free woman, no longer bound with being called my maid servant.

Wesley, Courtney, and Grace were standing not far away.

Tyler was on the floor, tears brimming in his eyes.

"Do you think she's happy?" He asked.

I shrugged, I had no idea too.

The woman that appeared to her apparently wasn't Semya. Maybe it was the deity. I can only hope she's okay.

" I hope so," I ...