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The second the song starts and Felix comes on the screen, with his headphones on and grinning as he sings the lyrics he wrote himself, Layla’s eyes water. I have to admit, with the Auto-Tune shit we did to the song, it doesn’t sound half bad. Okay, I’m lying. The sound is cringeworthy, but it’s still cute as hell. As the song continues, it switches from Felix to the various photos and videos of them. Layla starts to sob, and I notice her mom also tears up.
“He’s gone! David took him. He took Felix. Beatrice has called the police, but he’s gone. He took him to the bathroom, and they never came back. Simon and I have looked everywhere, but we can’t find him.”
David—since the bullet didn’t kill him—it’s all over. He was charged with several crimes, including kidnapping and endangering a minor and attempted murder on two counts—since his plan was to kill Felix and me and end his own life—and found guilty of all of them. He lost all his parental rights to Felix, and today, he was sentenced to life in prison.
“I’ll always find my way back to you.”
It’s the same tattoo I got: a camera. Only his isn’t shattered like mine is. Instead, it’s perfectly intact, and where I had written “Shattered,” the title of his song he sang about me all those months back, he has “Pieced Back Together,” the title of the new song he once again wrote about me—only this time, it’s about our love putting all the shattered pieces back together.
