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"In two hours, but we can stay if you wanna."
She smiled. "That's okay. You have a meeting tomorrow."
He kissed the back of her hand. "It's not that important."
She huffed playfully. "I heard you on the phone this morning, Di-Chris-tomous. You said it was something you'd been looking forward to."
He shrugged. "I got all I need right here." He pressed her hand against his chest. "It's your call."
"We can go. You'll take me out on several dates, though." She inhaled excitedly. "We could make a bucket list!"
He mock-whined, "Is it too late to break up?"
She snorted. "Chris!"
"I'm kidding. It'll be my pleasure, dearest." He smiled down at her, looking devastatingly handsome in his white button-down shirt and khaki shorts. He looked happy.
"We still have two hours," said Chris. "Where do you wanna go?"
The waves rushed toward them, rising the water they stood in up to their knees. Giselle held onto his hand, knocked unbalanced with the force of the wave, and he held her firmly.
"I don't know," she said, looking at the water going back into the depth of the ocean, dragging along the wet sand beneath her feet. "We could stay here."
"Don't you wanna roam around Aquaville? We could shop."
She didn't quite feel like shopping so she scrunched up her nose, and he leaned down to leave a small kiss on it. They stood, facing each other as the water moved back and forth between their feet.
"Then?" he asked.
She'd been thinking about it ever since they drove to Aquaville but didn't know how to ask Chris. She didn't want him to think that she was still stuck on Xavier. But it was hard for her to shake off the desire.
"Would you take me to the town's cemetery?"
His eyebrows merged for a second. "Why, Pigtails?"
"Xavier's parents are in there, I think."
His smile faltered. "Oh."
Her heart skipped a beat at his fallen face. "We don't have to go. I don't know why I said it."
She braced herself for the anger, but it never came. He kissed her forehead instead, and said, "If it's important to you, it's important to me."
Her body relaxed and her heart warmed. Why had she thought he'd get angry? He wasn't Xavier.
"I love you so much," she said.
He smiled, leaned down, and kissed her lips. "I love you too much."
Twenty minutes later, their car parked in front of a deserted cemetery.
Giselle got out of the car and stepped inside the graveyard. The sun was still out, but the clouds were starting to gather again, casting shadows over the gray tombstones that dotted the landscape. A cold breeze whipped the tree branches, forcing the dull leaves to scatter on the pavement. It broke the deafening silence that surrounded the area which, Giselle thought, looked abandoned by the living humans.
She sighed, looking around trying to find a tombstone that gave her a hint about Xavier. She knew his last name was Schneider. Her eyes searched each grave one by one till they landed on the name. Her heart picked up its pace as she walked fast and stood before it.
It said, "Amara Schneider. A Beloved Sister. A Demented Soul."
Leaves crunched behind her with footsteps. Chris moved past her toward a bunch of graves lined together in front of her. She glanced at him once and then looked back at Amara's tombstone, her heart beating fast. It was dated, '23rd August 2000 - 10th July 2014', and her heart broke. She was only fourteen years old when she was assaulted by those human-faced beasts.
