I know I have wrote a lot but I have the urge to finish this story and have all these ideas so that why I have uploaded four chapters in the past twenty four hours.


The two former Marafiki just stood still staring at each other. Mirta was crying because this time she was the one to push someone away and not the one getting pushed away. Flora just stood their keeping her grip on the vines making sure not to let go. She looked away for a brief moment to the Winx, Specialists, and the fallen too. She made up her mind. Flora looked back at her with icy eyes that were slow starting to lose the glossy look and replied sorry is not going to cut it this time, you’ve put me through too much and I don’t have that much forgiveness to give out. Mirta was hurt but accepted that she had done so much damage that she couldn’t even forgive herself. Mirta looked back at the zumaridi, zamaradi eyed fairy before speaking Flora, I know wewe don’t forgive me but I never meant for it to get this out of hand. I just thought wewe forgot about me, and didn’t care about being my friend anymore. I guess I was wrong for thinking that, and I am willing to accept any punishment wewe have for me.
The nature fairy stood there for a moment. She didn’t say a word au songesha a muscle as she thought. A voice inside her told her to just get rid of her to make up for the three lives she ended. Another voice alisema to forgive her and accept the fact no matter what happens life has unexpected plans that leader to something greater. While a third voice told her to take her back to Alfea, and let the Ms. Faragonda determine what should be done since she was in no state to make critical judgments at her fragile state. Everyone in the room looked at the honey haired for her decision au to songesha a muscle. Flora made up her mind she was going to listen to the third voice. She voiced her opinion, and everyone agreed as the specialists brought over magical changes to keep Mirta from using her powers just in case. Once the chains were on tight, Flora loosened her grip of the vines as they retracted back into the soil underneath the ngome walls. The Winx walked over to Flora and told her they won The War, but she replied to the five other vichimbakazi and seven other specialists standing there, did we really win?
They all froze for a moment as their friend changed back into a black tank juu line, mstari dress that reached her knees with silver strappy heels. She continued walking away from them, and closer to Helia. She fell to her knees once near him and just started to cry into her hands again. She Lost four people that day. She missed her sister. Savannah was with her through every break up, injury, memory, and was the one person she could count on in her life. She missed Krystal. Krystal quickly became her best friend since they came from the same realm, told secrets to each other, laughed, cried, planned and most of all was the one person who she could tell anything to and Krystal would listen to her. She cried because the girl once was a pumpkin, boga grew up. Mirta left the past behind, and changed so much she didn’t even recognize the girl she took in when no one else did. She missed Helia the most out of the four. He was the one guy who didn’t break her moyo intentionally. They had planned out everything together since the moment they got engaged, and she watched it all slip right out of her hands. Flora told herself he wouldn’t want her to be upset this much, but she knew she wasn’t even close to ready to say goodbye no matter how many times she had practiced saying goodbye to everyone in her life. She never thought she would have to say four goodbyes at once. She heard the Winx alisema they were going to leave for Alfea in a moment, but didn’t register it as she just sat there. Brandon asked if he should tell Professor Saladin au would she prefer to tell him? She managed to say I’ll tell him as she found the strength to stand up. She walked away from the sight that made her body go numb, and went towards her Marafiki leaving for Alfea. They left through the portal as people came to help restore the palace and prepare for three funerals.