6th of December, 2060
“Mr. Louis Johnson?”
“Yes? That would be me.”
“Someone had come to visit you, sir.” Said a person on the phone.
Louis Johnson had been busy with work, and work alone. He wasn’t able to go back to his family after June, another Fall Launch for his company as per tradition. The old man was beyond tired to even lift his own hand up to give his body a stretch.
The person takes a few seconds to pass through the doors. The assistant of Louis introduces the man to him, the boss nodding his head.
“You’re the adopted son of Sharon?”
“Yes, sir. Sharon Denvers is my mother. I uh…” the 30-ish looking male gives Louis a card that shocks him.
[Sharon Denver’s funeral invitation]
The font had read.
“Sharon… died?”
“Yes, sir.” The man was holding back his tears. Sharon must have been the only woman he’s ever loved. She was his adoptive mother, Louis could see that he loved his mother too much.
“Come here, boy.” The 61 year old male embraces the man half his age.
He couldn’t believe that fate made Sharon climb upon the death bed earlier than him.
Within a flash of memories, he too shed a few tears in her memory.
“I will be there tomorrow, son. I will bring my family as well. She was a woman who loved me and I did love her as well.” Louis consoles the man with lies. He was well aware that they loved other things that they had.
Louis… loved the feeling of being in love with her.
Sharon loved the wealth, fame and status she was winning by being with him.
Louis makes an emergency call to his family as most of them come back to their mansion.
Cassandra and Zayn see the male in tears as they approach him after the others.
“Papa… what happened to you? Are in pain?” His lovely, married daughter asked him.
“No, love. I just found something about someone.” He held his daughter’s face affectionately as they assisted the old man on the couch. Framton and Charlotte looked at him silently.
The whole house was silent, in fact.
“Sharon passed away last night. She… she wrote me a letter.” Zayn and Cassandra widen their eyes.
They look at each other in thought.
She was the woman who started this incredulous chain of rebirth. She was the reason why the two lovers have been dead for 37 years in the first place.
She… was the reason why the Forbidden Reverse Harem had to end.
Suddenly, something all too powerful was sitting on their shoulders as the dark presence returned.
Cassandra felt like peeing her pants at the sight. The time paused again, it was repeating. She could die of a heart attack right now.
She flinches when the mysterious force drops a piece of paper from it’s long nails.
The presence leaves quickly.
And the letter had read…
[The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall never repeat again]