“Albey, can’t you relax?” She's going to kill herself. I just wanted to see if I could stop him. This sent the neurons in Albertyne's brain to make her eyes wider than golf balls. “Stop it? she whispered, dismayed. They turned to see Juliet finish her last words before stabbing herself with Romeo's dagger. “You wanted to prevent one of Shakespeare's best works from having its classic ending? Why on earth would you think Juliet being in a convent would have a better ending than this? » She gestured to the head guardian and the page to enter the tomb. “You could have turned one of the most tragic love stories into a story that could have spawned a sequel. Shakespeare was not a man of sequels, he was a man with a genius for intrigue. What if you had convinced Juliette to run away to the convent? Or worse, run away? They both turned to watch the news spread throughout the land of the dead. There was nothing left. Both families admitted their guilt in the bloodshed and vowed to make peace. The Prince is angry at everyone involved in the deaths of so many young subjects. From his solemn position, he puts a final word on the unfortunate affair, which the young girls cite with him. “This morning brings a dark peace. The sun, out of sorrow, will not show its head. Go talk more about these sad things. The two girls held hands. “Some will be pardoned and others punished. Because never has a story been more unhappy than that of Juliet and her Romeo. In a glimmer of light, the two young girls disappeared from Verona Square and found themselves sitting in the bookstore. Albertyne bent down and picked up the book from the floor. The golden letters glinted in the light as she placed them on the desk to put them away. Rabota remained with his head on Albey's knees. “Well, it was an adventure.” Rabota sighed and got up from