Chapter 35 Epilogue

• Zoella POV
• Three months back, the world was rocked by the shocking news of Alex's death, discovered lifeless on the sun-kissed sands of Miami. The headlines blared his name, and the air was thick with speculation and intrigue. Who could have done such a thing? The mystery of his killer still lingers like a dark cloud over our lives, but if I was being honest, I was just relieved he was no longer part of our story. The chaos he brought into our lives was suffocating, and if I could rewind time, I would certainly avoid the mistakes I made with Chloe and steer clear of the tangled web Alex spun around us. He made our lives a living hell, and his threats loomed over us like a shadow, casting doubt and fear into our once carefree days.
• In quieter moments, I often found myself reminiscing about my mom. I couldn’t help but wonder how different our lives would be if that tragic accident Alex caused had never happened. I bet we would have graduated, filled with hope and ambition, and become the best versions of ourselves. Mom always dreamed of Chloe and me attending prestigious schools like Yale or Oxford, envisioning us walking through ivy-covered halls, our futures bright and full of promise. I might have pursued law, fashion, or even honed my culinary skills, especially with Zavion backing my chef aspirations. He always believed in my talent, encouraging me to chase my dreams with unwavering support. I couldn’t have asked for a better partner in life.