Ron's answer echoed inside Andrew's head like loud gongs. His heart was churning with tumultuous waves. That was a name that he would have never expected to come out of Ron's mouth.
He stood there in a daze, his eyes unfocused for a really long time. It wasn't until Ron called out to him again that he snapped out of his daze. He looked at Ron's spirit and asked, "Are you sure? Was it really Bryan?"
Ron nodded. "It was him, alright." He then noticed his body which was beginning to turn incorporeal by the second. He looked back at Andrew and got everything out of his chest, "Andrew, you don't have to forgive me, but I want you to know that I'm sorry…."
Andrew looked at him for a long time and then simply nodded. Of course, he could never forgive him. After all, because of Ron, Henry and Emma had died. But Andrew found comfort in knowing that at the very least, Ron still felt remorseful.
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