Nowhere, Florida.
For many months they received refugees, traders, and many more. Until one day an unexpected boat arrived, there were eleven people on the boat. They called themselves the Louds, but the people didn't believe them. Until Luna came there to see it for herself. She was shocked. She saw all of them. Alive and well. And they were shocked too. She had thought that they died years ago. And there she was wrong. As they hugged. Luna asked her mother. Why did you give me Lily?
And she didn't reply. She cried as she hugged Luna and Lily tightly. Whispering softly into their ears: I'm sorry.
A/N:
I'm done. Who knows, I might write some more shitty fanfics for TLH in the future. But no more for now. Ciao and merry Christmas.
