Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Endless remorse drove Soren to madness, his days consumed by the repetition of my name and a resentful question about Elara’s demise.
After death, my soul never reincarnated. I was bound to stay by their side. Observing the deranged Soren, it seemed pointless to keep hating him.
On my Memorial Day, Orion visited my grave with my favorite flowers. He knelt, caressing my photo, and asked if he could join me. In a desperate gesture, he pulled a knife from his pocket and plunged it into his own heart. I remembered a film where a character named Jack had mentioned a pulse point in the heart that, if pierced, could be survivable with
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proper treatment–a method referred to as “immortality.”
Orion was found just in time by the old man who had been watching over the grave. Thanks to the timely treatment, he survived. When he awoke, he began to cry hysterically. “Aria, you won’t even let me die? Want me to live in pain and bear the guilt of what happened between
us?”
In–his frustration, he slapped himself. The young woman in the same ward thought he was mad and rang the bell for the nurse. Once the doctors
arrived, they administered a sedative, and the
once noisy ward fell silent.
I sneered. Orion was right–living could be the most agonizing ordeal. Did Soren pretend to be
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mad because he couldn’t face what he had done
to me?
I could only hope that in my next life, I would never encounter them again.
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