To those who want to know my view of the Epilogue for these great books! I do not OWN ANYTHING, that's all for Lauren Oliver! Enjoy.
Alex's POV
It's been six months since the wall has broken down. I watched from the sidelines as Julian, Grace, Lena and so many others tore it down. They beat as hard as they could on the wall, and it crumbled into pieces. Each piece for each life we've lost. Each piece for each time our hearts stopped beating. Each piece for every beat of love.
Six months later, everyone has branched out in the same community created in Portland and the zombies have been driven out. Lena and Julian grew distant because of me, and I feel guilt, but at the same time, kind of glad. At first, they took over a house in Portland, what I assume to be Lena's old house, and shared it for a week or so. Gracie moved in with Lena, and they functioned like a family, except Lena treated Julian more like an acquaintance than a lover.
One day in those few weeks they were together, a group of revolutionaries came around to gather people to help the resistance, and Julian just picked up and left. The day he left, I went to Lena's and spoke to her for the first time since we shared that kiss. Her body and voice sounded sad, but her eyes were brilliant with light and freedom.
From that moment, I spoke to Lena every day. I biked over to her house every day just to see her face. Just to see the light shine off her eyes and breach my heart like it used to. As time passed, she opened up to me about her days in the Wilds, her first days. Sometimes she would make me laugh in ways I thought were gone. Other days she made my heart feel like it had crumbled in a million pieces, and then re-crumble. Some days, I would come over with new flowers for her to plant or new foods so that we could cook together.
As for me? I stayed in 37 Brooks street. At first, it was hard enough to walk through the door. The padlock was still on the door, and I had beaten the hell out of it until it gave out. Of course, those first days I had to watch Julian enjoy having Lena to himself, and I presumed that she had finally made up her mind. When he left, I came to this house and realized that this was where it all happened. This was where the love and the passion that I felt for one girl happened. This little house had become my home because Lena's heart was intertwined to it. This little house would always be my home.
