on her final night i found her crying on the bathroom floor. she told me about all the pills she had swallowed. she told me she tried to throw them up, but she took too many.

"i didn't mean to. i only meant to take a few i swear," maggie sobbed loudly. "i'm sorry. i'm so sorry."

"you're going to be okay," he promised.

"don't lie to me."

i took her down to the beach. we sat on the sand and she finally seemed at peace.

carefully, finn picked her up and carried her to the one place he always felt calm. the place she would spend her final moments.

she entwined their hands, pressing her lips against them gently. it was a small gesture, but it meant the world to him.

she held my hand, not because she was scared, but because i was.