"Y/n. Please, please come out and at least eat something." Alpha pleads behind the door. It's been one week. Seven days, two hours, fifty-four minutes, and thirty nine seconds to be exact, "Alpha go away." You yell at the wood, separating you and the outside world. Alpha sighs, "He wouldn't want you to be like this." He continues. You start crying again, "ALPHA GO AWAY!" You scream louder, your powers set off a blast of light from your room. Aether jumped back. Finally giving up, he walks away. Terzo's onstage execution was coming. Everyone knew he would die eventually, but being backstage and reaching for him, desperately trying to save your husband was too much. His eyes showed a mix of love, acceptance, fear, and yet relief. Almost like he was happy to leave. Your brain replays the memory...

"TERZO!" You scream running at the two men dragging your husband away, "Mi cara I love you. I love you more than anything." Terzo strains, trying to free himself from their grip. He pushes both men to the ground. He slips away and falls into your arms, "Come on, come on run!" You say, desperately trying to save him, but he holds you to his chest, "It's inevitable mi cara, be strong, I'm with you always." You cry, grabbing him, praying that he leaves with you, "Terzo there is still time, there is still time please." You beg, the two men standing now, "No, mi cara, no. Please make my last moments happy." He leans to kiss you. You melted into his arms, your hand tangled into his hair. His arms kept you pressed to his chest like it was the last time he would hold you, because it was. You both kiss each other with enough passion to fulfill a lifetime. He starts to get pulled back, "I love you, I love you Y/n" He screams, still struggling against the two men pulling him away. You go to run, but two pairs of arms hold you back, "NO TERZO NO, I LOVE YOU PLEASE" You scream, desperately trying to escape the men's grasp, "TERZO!" You yell his name as he is dragged into the darkened hallway. You hear his voice for the last time, "I LOVE YOU, Y/N. I PROMISE I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN, I SWEAR!" You hear him yell, then silence. You collapse onto your knees. Alpha and Omega run backstage and shoo the two men away from you. Your grief was too strong, you kept yelling, cursing Satan, cursing the church, and cursing life.

You cry more and more, clinging onto Terzo's Papa robes. They smell like his cologne. The little comfort they gave was not enough for you to function. You couldn't eat, sleep, or leave the room. There was no other Emeritus son, so the Cardinal is going to take over, but you have to be at Terzo's funeral, which was in one day, or in a few hours. There was a sudden knock on the door. Before you could get up, the wood swung open. Sister Imperator, Alpha, Omega, and Water stand in the doorway. You look up, tears still streaming down your face and onto the robes you're clinging to your chest, "Evening y/n." Sister says.

You let out a growl, your eyes turn red. The ghouls take a step back, they've seen your rage and they knew to not fuck around with it, "I need Terzo's robes." She informs, walking towards you. Like a scared animal, you hold them closer to your chest and move as far back on the bed as possible, "No. No he's mine. These are mine." You spit back. She keeps walking into the room, the ghouls now surround the bed, "We need them for his funeral." She says coldly, starting to grab the robes. You rip her hand off with your right hand, your left still clinging to the fabric, "No, you killed him. YOU killed your own son. Let me keep ONE piece of him. ONE thing of his. He wore this for this Satan damn church. The SAME church that plotted his murder. You are a sick woman, a terrible mother, and above all else, you are a BITCH" You spit on her with the last sentence, clinging back to the last item of your husband's, this church hasn't burned. Sister glared, "Hold her back." She commands the ghouls. You snap your neck around to the men, "No. Don't you touch me." Alpha puts his hand on your shoulder. You quickly slap it off and scream, "ALPHA I SWEAR TO SATAN" you threaten, your eyes turn to slits. Alpha steps back, "What are you waiting for ghoul? You work for me." Sister commands, her hand now grabbng his robes. You lunge for her, but Omega pulls you back by your waist. You still grip his robes, your knuckles turning white, "OMEGA STOP!" You scream, starting to loose your grip, you go to kick him, but he pins you against the bed, Alpha holds your legs. They struggled against your fight. You keep screaming 'no' and curses at the group. Water sighs and moves to hold your arms. You scream as your grip loosens. Sister grabs the robes. You are unconsolable. The three men keep you pinned down, "Thank you for your cooperation, Y/n" She pauses before saying your lastname, "L/n" You scream and curse her out, she didn't address you as Emeritus, "MY NAME IS Y/N EMERITUS YOU FUCKING BITCH. ADDRESS ME CORRECTLY YOU SCUM" You yell at her back while she exits the room.

Once the ghouls are sure she is out of ear-strike, they let you go. Water rushes to clock and lock the door. You stand and try to move him to chase after her, "Water move, fucking move," You sob hitting him. Alpha walks behind you and gently wraps his arms around your waist, "Y/n please, please stop." He whispers, clearly trying to stop himself from crying. You hit his hands, "Alpha let me go, please, please you don't understand" You keep sobbing, your breath becoming more and more irregular. Omega walked in front of you, holding your wrist to keep you from hurting anyone. He bends down to be eye level with you, "Y/n. Get it together." Your eyes snap to him, "Don't tell me what to do." Your voice growled. His eyes softened, "We're sorry, we truly are, but you have to calm down. Terzo didn't want you to act like this. He wanted you to be strong, happy, and healthy. You've lost so much weight it's concerning. He'd kill us if he saw what we let you become, please just let us take care of you" Omega begged, "You're trying to make me feel better with lies." You mumble back. Water speaks up, "He commanded us to take care of you." You look at him, fear evident in his face. You take a breath and reflect. Your anger for Sister Imperator was justified, but you felt bad for making the ghouls scared, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry guys." You say leaning into Alpha. The burst of energy and rush of adrenaline wears off, "He's gone forever, I-I can't accept it." You say, starting to cry again. Alpha turns you around to face him and holds you against his chest, "We're here for you y/n." He promises. You wipe your tears and stand in the middle of the three, "Thank you guys. I would like to be alone now, before tomorrow." They bowed slightly and left. You crawled into bed and cried yourself to sleep.

The sun shines through your window waking you up. Your left arm instinctively reaches for your husband, but finds sheets. You start to cry, but you get up. Walking over to your closet, you pick out the black and gold traditional dress. You were married in this dress, sat at Primo's funeral in this dress, and sat at Secundo's funeral in the fabric too. You numbly put on the ballgown and brush out your hair. You leave it down. It's fine that way. You put on a red lip and no eye makeup. You don't cover your eye bags or the pale, sickly color on your face. Let them see what they did to you. You slip on a pair of flats and walk to the chapel.

When you arrive, Papa Nihil is there, "Y/n, morning." He says somberly, "Morning Papa." You say coldly, "Terzo is ready for viewing, would you like to go in alone? I can call a ghoul to accompany you?" He says sympathetically, "I'm fine to go by myself, thank you." You respond with a slight bow. He opens the door, and you walk inside.

The spread was beautiful. Purple and gold flowers decorated the altar, pews, and aisle. You saw Terzo, lying within the glass on the pyre. You slowly walk down the aisle, remembering your wedding, initiation, and many other ceremonies. You finally grace the steps and look down into your husband's coffin. Tears fill your eyes, but you quickly wipe them away. He looked normal, peaceful. You gently touch his face, his Papa makeup perfection. It's cold. You couldn't hold back the tears any more. You collapse to your knees, hands resting on the glass. You scream and curse Satan. When your body couldn't produce anymore tears you stand, compose yourself and look over him. His mitre was on, a strand of hair peeking out from the oversized hat. You laugh softly, remembering how much he hated the hat. You gently tuck the hair under the hat, your hand strokes his cheek gently. Your hand accidentally grazes a stitch on his neck. You immediately tense and feel nauseous. They beheaded him, "My dear, they had to, didn't they?" You laugh softly, "Your silver tongue always got you out of trouble, they knew that." Your left hand stays on his cheek, your right rests on his clasped hands. You place a kiss on his forehead, "I love you mi amor." Your tears start to drip onto his face,

"I love you too, mi amor." A familiar voice says. You quickly stood up and shot your hands in the air, but he didn't move, "Terzo?" You whisper in shock, leaning into analyzing his face for any sign of life. An all too familiar laugh rang out, "Turn around mi amor." You quickly obey.

There he was. Terzo. In his normal outfit. You gasp and start to sob, "Stop playing tricks on me. Satan stop it." You say softly, but you couldn't help yourself, you start to cautiously walk down the steps, "Satan isn't playing tricks my love." Terzo quips back. You stand only a few inches away. You turn back to look at the coffin, a body is still there. You turned around again, and there he was, still alive. You gently place a hand on his cheek, your other hand touches his shoulder and arm. He smiles and holds you by his waist, "You thought I would leave you?" He asks, still smiling. You look into his eyes. You sigh, "Never." You kiss him, he kisses you back. The same amount of passion as your last was,

"Listen, we can't stay long. Sister can't know that I'm alive." You look up at him, "Do we run away?" You ask confused. He looks into your eyes, "If you want to, but we have to leave now." You think for a moment. If you left you'd be leaving the ghouls. Terzo sensed your stress, "The ghouls know. They've visited me." You smile and laugh, "Of course they have." He kisses you again, "Let's leave mi amor" You hug him tightly. You turn and look at the coffin, sighing in relief one last time, knowing that the clergy will never bother you again. You turn back, "Take me as far away as you can." You whisper.

He smiles, "As you wish mi amor. Close your eyes." You feel a surge of heat, then a wave of calm. You open them. You're standing in a forest, the sounds of nature surround you. A small river runs past you to the right, a mountain in the distance to the left. Terzo was wearing a white button up with a pair of jeans, no Papa makeup. You smile looking down at yourself. A white shirt, jeans, and Doc Martens replaced your dress. You look up at him, "Finally, finally we can be free." You cry, holding his face in your hands. He leans his forehead against yours, his hands on your hips, "I told you we would be free mi amor. I promised, I will never go against my promises." He leads you into the cabin where you both would live for eternity, together, in love, and free.