Parker gently set the bouquet of flowers down on her grave, feeling himself tear up as he stared. He’d put off visiting it for so long - he knew Charlotte wasn’t dead. She disappeared right in front his eyes. He knew what he saw was real.

But it had been months since then, and he had no clue where she’d gone. So he finally accepted that he’d never see her again. He sighed, turning around and walking away to leave, when he heard someone approach him from behind.