Warning - This story contains spoilers for the third game. Beware!

So Much Easier

Layton's POV...

I had never actually realised how just how much she meant to me, and just how much I needed her by my side. To hold my hand and tell me it was going to be alright. She said she needed to go, that it was right for her to die. It wasn't. When is it ever right for someone to die? People need loved ones to function. Without them, we are nothing - just people. Loved ones make us who we are. I was insensitive and isolated. Without her influence, I would have probably never have become a Professor. I wouldn't even have been caring enough to accept Luke and Flora - Two perfect examples of the influence that family have in your lives. She kissed me and called me her english gentleman. What a joke. A gentleman would have gone after her, not just accepted the fact that she was going to die.......Clare....

Professor Layton's hands trembled as he open the tin, and rifled through the pile of old photos. They were mostly photographs of him with his family, and pictures of places he had left behind - His home, his school, his hometown - But he was detirmined to find that one photo that he had not seen for years.

Aha! There it was...

His hands shook even more as he held up that one photo. Even though that one photo was among all those pictures of Family, Home and his friends, It was the one that meant the most. It was a photograph that symbolised everything that he felt. He was smiling. She was smiling. And although the photograph was taken all those years ago, he could still remember what he was thinking at the time -

"I love you, Clare..."

That came back to him right away. He couldn't remember where the photograph was taken, nor who had taken it - Just that he wanted tell her there and then that he loved her.

When he realised who Sally really was, he thought that life would become so much better. She could come home with them, and they could start again. Clare and Flora had also become such good friends. It would be so much easier to talk with Flora if Clare was by his side to help him...

...But instead, he had to have Clare - The one woman he ever truly loved - cruelly taken away from him in a tragic turn of events, and he knew that, just like the last time she had left, he would never love anyone as much ever again.

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