12:00 P.M., it's been 2 days since The Wicked Witch of the West melted, it's raining and no one is in the cemetery except for a certain blonde girl

"Elphie..." Glinda sobbed

"I'm so sorry... i'm so sorry i couldn't prevent your death..." Glinda sobbed harder

"Please forgive me..." Glinda said

There was a spirit right next to her to Glinda couldn't see the spirit

"...Don't worry Glin, it's not your fault, i forgive you, you're the best friend i've ever had, i won't forget you" The spirit of Elphaba said and the spirit faded away

Glinda slowly stopped crying and she laid a lily in Elphaba's grave

"No one mourns the wicked they say... well i do mourn her" Glinda said and then she left the cemetery