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As Marius and Eponine finally embraced, Cosette was walking down the streets of Paris with tears running down her face. She had just listened to Marius profess his love for another girl. What was her name? Eponine? Ah yes, Eponine. Marius had once introduced her as the one who'd brought them together. And the one who tore us apart, Cosette thought bitterly. How could Marius do this? I thought... I thought he loved me... I know I love him. Do I? I didn't know that well, but it felt as if I did. Maybe it wasn't meant to be... Cosette tried to reason with herself. She just wanted the pain in her heart to go away. Maybe they are meant to be. Isn't she his best friend or something? Maybe Marius and I weren't soul mates...

Cosette had reached her home in Rue Plumet. She went inside. Valjean walked over to her and noticed the tears running down her cheeks. He looked at his daughter worriedly.

"My dear Cosette, what's wrong?" he asked her.

"Marius no longer loves me, Papa." Cosette whispered. Valjean frowned.

"What do you mean, my child?"

"I went to see him and... I heard him profess his love to someone else..." Cosette wiped away a tear. Valjean hugged her in an attempt to comfort her. Cosette felt heartbroken, though, she wasn't sure now if she had actually loved him. How could I have been in love with him? Cosette thought logically. I've only known him for a couple of days! What's the matter with you, Cosette? Is it because, for once, you were not alone? So many things unclear... so many things unknown. Cosette sighed. Maybe she hadn't been truly in love with Marius, as he had clearly not been truly in love with her. Cosette realised that she would be able to get on with her life. She would forget about Marius and allow herself to be happy with someone else. But until she found that person, she knew she'd have Valjean. Valjean would never abandon her, Cosette knew that. She could trust him to be there for her.

"Oh Marius, I thought I would never hear you say those words." Eponine whispered happily. Marius smiled. He had never thought he would feel this way about Eponine, but he did.

"I love you, 'Ponine. I'm sorry that I didn't realise that sooner." he replied. Eponine closed her eyes, blissfully happy. She would no longer have to pretend that Marius was at her side because, now, he actually was. And Eponine was happy.

"I love you too, Monsieur Marius." she said with a smile.

Eponine coughed violently. At least, she thought there's no blood this time.

Marius watched her, frowning. He hated seeing Eponine like this. So weak; so sickly. Eponine doubled over in pain. Mon Dieu, why does this have to hurt so much? Eponine thought.

"Eponine!" Marius exclaimed worriedly.

"Don't you fret." Eponine whispered. She didn't want him to worry about her. Marius took her in his arms. He kissed her gently. She kissed him back, her lips moving perfectly with his. She pulled back, wincing in pain. This pain is worse than when I was shot. Eponine thought miserably. Am I even going to live long enough to thoroughly enjoy being with Marius? She wondered. Marius was wondering the same thing about Eponine. Why couldn't they just be happy together? Why did bad things just keep happening?

What will I do if she should die? With her... a life I see. Life without 'Ponine means nothing at all. What will I do, 'Ponine, if you're dead and gone? What will I do... if you're gone?

Eponine shivered. Everything felt so cold now. Marius held her close.

"Oh God, 'Ponine." he whispered. Marius had only just realised his feelings for Eponine. How could God be so cruel as to take her away from him!? He needed her! Marius wished he had realised his love for her sooner. Now she was dying. Why couldn't he have realised before this? Why, mon Dieu, why? She doesn't deserve this! She's already had a hard life, she doesn't deserve this! I love her! Please, God, don't take her from me! You can't take her from me! Marius realised that there were tears falling from his eyes. He looked down at Eponine. She had her eyes closed. She looked so peaceful that Marius knew she had to be asleep. She's so beautiful. Marius thought. God, don't let her die...

The funeral was on a Sunday, the day that all were allowed past the pearly gates of Heaven. The funeral was definitely a sad event. Many who knew the dearly departed attended. Many tears were shed for the loss of life. It was a sad, sad day. Another angel had joined God in heaven, another life had been lost to this world, another person was no more; was dead.

The funeral itself was well put together. The Pastor said some words. The choir sang such sad songs; songs that could have only been meant for a funeral. There could not have been any other explanation for such depressing songs. A few who knew the deceased spoke, and told stories of the good times; of happy times. The burial lasted past sunset and many stayed afterwards to pay their respects.

Marius was shocked by the death. He hadn't been expecting it, especially not with what he had found out about the departed.

Yes, it was true.

Jean Valjean was dead.

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