div dir="auto"strongI decided to write more for Cold Hearts back in the day but honestly, I kinda lost interest in the fanfic in general. I still am a huge simp for Levi but after the ending of the manga, I honestly can't see myself writing this anymore. However, I do want to write one final chapter based on chapter 139 of the manga. I'm so glad to have continued this journey with you guys and yes, I did rewrite this story. Go check it out on my tumblr blog if you want to. The name of the blog is justanotherlifeff. So, if you didn't read the manga, there are spoilers below./strong/div
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div dir="auto"strongTiana POV/strong/div
div dir="auto"As I cleaned the table infront of me with a clean rag, I smiled to myself as I knew that I made it in life. The Titan war was over and Levi and I finally had a tea shop, a stable life. We decided to move to Marley as Paradis was now full of extremists. Mikasa brought Farlan here at Marley after burying Eren. I asked her to stay back and start a new life but she still couldn't let go of him. I suppose I do understand how she felt. /div
div dir="auto"Though 80% of the population was killed during the rumbling, the rest of the 20% tried their best to live a normal life among all the loss. Both Levi and I just went in with the flow and tried to find stability among this unstable world. Farlan is now an energetic 7 year old, going to school with the Marleyan kids who once hated us. No one ever tried to bully him though as he, like his dad, could be quite intimidating if he tried to. I'm glad to see my son having a normal childhood as it makes me feel like a decent parent. /div
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div dir="auto"After cleaning the table, I went to the kitchen to get the tea that a customer ordered. Levi was the one who brew all the tea and cooked all the food as it was calming to him after all the trauma he faced. Not to mention that he's an amazing cook. Handing me the tea, he grumbled about having to clean the kitchen for the 5th time this day, despite the fact that he enjoyed doing it, making me smile as I looked at the man on the wheelchair, wheeling himself around the kitchen. /div
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div dir="auto""There's another order of a chamomile tea, love." I informed him before leaving the kitchen. /div
div dir="auto"I worked as the server and waiter of this small shop. After losing so many people, I found that I actually enjoyed being around people more. The shop became a place where Marleyans ended up learning more about us Eldians and understood that we were never devils to begin with. It was a place where everyone could let go of the hate and racism over a cup of tea. /div
div dir="auto"I looked up at the portrait of Levi and the other veterans and the portrait of the 104th trainee corps that was hung on the wall. 'Uncle Erwin would've been proud of me...' I wondered./div
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div dir="auto""Mama! I got full scores on my test again!" Farlan barged in the shop only to tackle me into a hug. He got that smartness from me and I couldn't help but be proud. "Did you now? Well, that means you get to have cake for dessert today!" I smiled at him, patting his head. His eyes shone in happiness as I mentioned cake as he ran into the kitchen to give the news to his father. /div
div dir="auto"I finally had a fulfilling life without any regrets. /div
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div dir="auto"strongTiana POV/strong/div
div dir="auto"As I cleaned the table infront of me with a clean rag, I smiled to myself as I knew that I made it in life. The Titan war was over and Levi and I finally had a tea shop, a stable life. We decided to move to Marley as Paradis was now full of extremists. Mikasa brought Farlan here at Marley after burying Eren. I asked her to stay back and start a new life but she still couldn't let go of him. I suppose I do understand how she felt. /div
div dir="auto"Though 80% of the population was killed during the rumbling, the rest of the 20% tried their best to live a normal life among all the loss. Both Levi and I just went in with the flow and tried to find stability among this unstable world. Farlan is now an energetic 7 year old, going to school with the Marleyan kids who once hated us. No one ever tried to bully him though as he, like his dad, could be quite intimidating if he tried to. I'm glad to see my son having a normal childhood as it makes me feel like a decent parent. /div
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div dir="auto"After cleaning the table, I went to the kitchen to get the tea that a customer ordered. Levi was the one who brew all the tea and cooked all the food as it was calming to him after all the trauma he faced. Not to mention that he's an amazing cook. Handing me the tea, he grumbled about having to clean the kitchen for the 5th time this day, despite the fact that he enjoyed doing it, making me smile as I looked at the man on the wheelchair, wheeling himself around the kitchen. /div
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div dir="auto""There's another order of a chamomile tea, love." I informed him before leaving the kitchen. /div
div dir="auto"I worked as the server and waiter of this small shop. After losing so many people, I found that I actually enjoyed being around people more. The shop became a place where Marleyans ended up learning more about us Eldians and understood that we were never devils to begin with. It was a place where everyone could let go of the hate and racism over a cup of tea. /div
div dir="auto"I looked up at the portrait of Levi and the other veterans and the portrait of the 104th trainee corps that was hung on the wall. 'Uncle Erwin would've been proud of me...' I wondered./div
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div dir="auto""Mama! I got full scores on my test again!" Farlan barged in the shop only to tackle me into a hug. He got that smartness from me and I couldn't help but be proud. "Did you now? Well, that means you get to have cake for dessert today!" I smiled at him, patting his head. His eyes shone in happiness as I mentioned cake as he ran into the kitchen to give the news to his father. /div
div dir="auto"I finally had a fulfilling life without any regrets. /div