Epilogue.
Next time they meet, Trafalgar Law becomes a newly appointed warlord of the sea.
When the annoying vice-admiral Sicily or something introduces him to his peers, Boa Hancock frowns in consternation.
She doesn't recognize 'that doctor' in this cold and unapproachable man with the eyes of a seasoned killer. Instead of his usual bright colored short, he is clad in a dark long coat, sinister shadows are accumulating under the brim of his hat and even his sword looks longer than it was. His features are more angular, more pronounced. His smile is absolutely fake.
Suddenly she realizes that she forgot the color of his eyes.
When new warlord takes his seat, he barely acknowledges her with a nod.
She looks at him and she sees a harbinger of death – a man who is capable of cutting a beating heart from a human body.
She looks at him and she sees an opportunist who would sacrifice anybody to his own ambitions.
She looks at him and knows for certainty that the powers of Mero Mero are useless against him – he is just that strong and that callous.
She compares this shadow of a man to her dear Luffy, who is so full of life and vigor and naïve boyish confidence (and who she is forbidden to see) and knows with certainly that she made a right choice.
She never looks back.