"The story of how one will disappear and how the other will continue."
Tears flowed from her eyes.
Her second life as an author is quite smooth sailing unlike that of the past.
She now has a company, a half finished book and an editor.
The only thing they are waiting is for her to finish it and for it to be published.
She will then ride the fame of Ms. Night and be a new author who received Ms. Night's legacy.
Scarlet had paved her path for her before she had died.
That currently she once again felt emotional.
Slate leaned over and wiped her tears before placing a handkerchief on her hand.
"She had dreamt of it," he started.
"She thought of what if she had died? What will happen then?"
That was actually the only unknown that Scarlet wanted to turn into a known one.
She felt like she didn't want for her life to end together with her career as an author.
No, she didn't want someone to pose as her.
