C51 Epilogue

“Cheers to a good life,” Mark said lifting his glass on the table. Everyone seated at the table lifted their glasses with a smile, Dixon's hands were intertwined with Maeve as he kept caressing them over the table. She smiled at him.

“Cheers.” They clicked their glasses. And sips from it.

Dixon stood up, still holding his glass.

“I wanna make a toast to the ones we lost on the way