Clementine:
I jumped in the car that had come to pick us, all the squad mates, and then smiled at Troy and Haiden. I sat down with them in the back seat. Yorick instantly turned around to give me a head nod, while Ian stayed looking outside the window. He had one foot up, resting on the back of the driver's seat.
"Thank you, Clementine," Haiden started.
"When you sent the head back to me for the burial and I saw that her tears had finally stopped, it was everything I wanted to see," Haiden continued, mentioning that his sister was finally put to rest because she had gotten her revenge.
The only reason she had still been crying after her death was because the woman who slut-shamed her, even when she was the victim, the same woman who hammered her until she took her last breaths and left her in the north, that same woman was still alive and living a life of luxury–my stepmother.
