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(y/n)'s pov:
                          
It was a cloudy afternoon,the sky was getting darker and darker,signaling that it's almost about to pour it's rain.
                          
People started leaving the cemetery...one by one until me and Auntie were the only ones left.
                          
"I'm gonna miss that boy..."She said and stared at Rey's picture on top of the cold cement while trying to prevent her tears from falling.
                          
But in the end,she couldn't stop it and left me so I couldn't see her sobbing.She thinks I'll cry if I saw someone sobbing right beside me...
                          
...little did she know that I'm already broken.
                          
'What should I do now?'
                          
'Where do I go?'
                          
'What's my purpose?'
                          
Those were the questions that were lingering in my head again and again.
                          
The reason why I still got the courage to live was to take care of my brother...But he's gone now.
                          
Do I still have the right to live?
                          
"....Pathetic.I'm so useless,aren't I,Rey?"I crouched down and arranged the flowers near his picture.
                          
Just then,a hand suddenly appeared from behind me and put a flower on the grave.
                          
"I'm sorry for your loss."It said as I turned to look at the person who owns the voice.
                          
"...Mr...Lomerei...?"I faced him properly."What are you doing here?"
                          
"I just came to give you my condolences....and to fulfill our deal."He said,taking out a check from his front pocket.
                          
"...but I didn't do my job.I...He doesn't love me..."
                          
"Are you sure?That not what my spy told me."
                          
"...You had someone watch over me?"
                          
"I guess you could say that."He closed his eyes."And he told me that you did your job."
                          
"...I did?"I asked then suddenly remembered the last conversation Killua and I had.
                          
"And if I really did loved you...after knowing everything.."
                          
"Well...even if it's true...even if he really did loved me..."
                          
"...don't expect me that I still do..."
                          
I looked at the ground and smiled bitterly."...don't expect that he still does."
                          
Mr.Lomerei didn't respond and just stared at me.
                          
"Seems like someone was caught in their own trap."He mumbled then put the check in my hand.
                          
Huh?
                          
"No...sir.Please,I don't want it anymore.Besides,I'll have no use for it now that..."I stopped and turned my attention to Rey's picture."...it's useless to me now."
                          
The man sighed."You can do whatever you want with it,use it...throw it...or even burn it and I'll have no objections.It's yours now.A promise is a promise."
                          
And with that,he left.
                          
I put the check in my pocket and sighed.I'm just gonna decide what to do about it later.
                          
For now...
                          
...let me just grieve...
                          
I let out a small breath and proceeded to stare at nothing as the raindrops slowly fell down my head and shoulders.
                          
It made me feel calm for some reason.
                          
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"...caught in my own trap huh..."