Everyone is here. Finally. I have all of the objects, I set them down on top of its owners' grave with a drop of the potion of life.
"Think of your deceased loved ones, your favourite ones and least favourite," I order the crowd of witches. I think of my father and remember him walking me through the woods when I was five, and rogue wolves jumped out of nowhere and he protected me even after he was injured, he still teleported us back home just to keep me safe, then I remember the day he died and I feel the warm salty tears roll down my cheeks. I remember every detail. His blood splattered across the floor that day.
"Elly? Elizabeth?" that voice is so familiar... dad! I feel strong arm wrap around me as I turn around.
"Dad! I missed you so much, mom missed you, I can't believe it worked," I hug my dad and cry harder. He starts to rub my back soothingly.
"It's okay, I'm here now Elly," his voice is just as deep and calming as before.
"Edward!" my mother yells from the grave of her mother. She begins to run towards us, and my father lets me go to hug her. They began kissing and I can't help but miss Asher. I turn to look at everyone and all the witches who were killed are with their families. I smile and hug my mom and dad before walking over to the woods. Rustle, Rustle, Rustle. Something or someone is watching me. I look towards the noise and see Asher walk out of the woods with a pack of wolves following him.
"Eleanor," he says slowly, "I found my mate," with those four words my heart shatters.