It's been months, Calvin was in a relationship with the girl he had cheated with. He was still thinking about Ashley if she's doing well... He can't help but to think, what if he never cheated on her. Ashley was all on his mind, he cared for her deeply and still loved her. He often go to a bar and drink, he was drowned with guilt and his love for Ashley. One day, Ashley's friend approached him and told him something that made his heart shattered and his eyes widened with hurt looks on it. He began to cry and starts mumbling "No... It can't be true..". Ashley was dead. She died of depression. She committ*d s*ic*de due to stress and was too depressed to accept her fate. And that made Calvin heart ached... He failed the relationship he had with Ashley. He remembered the day they were playing when they were still kids. And how they dated in highschool. He can't believe the person he ever loved was dead and he can't accept it. He was too paranoid to think that the only one for him disappeared into the living. The next few weeks, he attended Ashley's funeral and mourned for her. He was very sorry for what he has done. He was the cause of all of this, and he felt guilty because of it. "I wish I could hold your hands one more time... I wish I could kiss you one more time... I wish we could cuddle one more time... Sorry, I failed you... I never shouldn't have done that... I'm so sorry, Ashley...". He cried and rested his head on the glass pane of the coffin. After the funeral he broke up with the girl he had cheated with. And never commit himself into a relationship until he died of old age. He died with his deceased body holding the vase of Ashley's ashes inside the coffin under his tomb in Paris, Pére Lachaise cemetery.
