Epilogue
Good news. After that my memories of life in the Matrix began to fade. I've still got some of them but only vague ones. I remember my old name and my old job but that's about it. Actually I can't even remember that anymore.
We married in the gardens. No children. We didn't want any. Thank God for that. But I'm happy. I no longer wonder what could've been if Axel was still alive or if Trinity wasn't dead. I don't care about that anymore. What I care about, who I care about is the man that I sleep beside every night, the man I love, the dead man who saved me and gave me a new life. My Ghost. Now that I think of it maybe I was the one who was dead inside. I didn't want to love or be loved. I didn't want to be with anybody at all. But he saved me. Sometimes you need to be saved from yourself. In the end the ones who hurt us the most are ourselves. It was once said to me that the harshest master is truly oneself. I now know that that's true.
Sometimes I wonder if I'll wake up back in the Matrix being Angelique Horton again and none of this would have ever happened. I would be stuck back in the 9 to 5 daily bullshit and a life that I hated. But if the Matrix is the dream world then what would that make Zion? Heaven? Who knows?
That is how my story ends.
Author's note: I hoped you like this one. Please read and review. The song is 'Fall to Pieces' by Avril Lavigne.