[Ellie's P.O.V.]
It had been a few months since Edith's death. As if to cope with her loss, or perhaps to honor her legacy, I had always set Edith's hotel as my goal. Every day, I would numb myself with work. Although it was tiring, it was very fulfilling, and it also stopped me from immersing myself in pain.
As time went by, the hotel gradually got on track. I also eventually overcame the sadness of losing Edith. Occasionally, I would go to Edith's grave to tell her about what had happened to me recently. I no longer felt depressed whenever I visited her.
In the beginning, few people came to our hotel because of the remote location, people's prejudice against inferior wolves, and the incident on opening day.
Even so, we didn't feel disappointed. This was the result I had expected long ago, and I had already thought of many solutions with Rowling.
