My friend immediately noticed how off I looked. She sighed and silently poured me a glass of water.
I drank it in one go, feeling the warmth spread through my body, easing the chill that had settled in. I smiled at her, packed up my things from the table, and began booking a flight.
“So, you’re actually going to Faldora?” she asked.
I responded with a soft hum, my voice thick with the weight of my emotions. “I’ve wanted to go for ages. This is the right time, so I might as well make the trip.”
My friend was still staring at me with concern, so I forced a smile and pulled her into a tight hug. The warmth of her body was all it took for my tears to break free.
She didn’t know the cause of my slump, but she gently patted my back, murmuring comforting words.
“I’m done loving Owen. I’m so tired of it,” I said quietly.
She had no idea what had happened, but she went with it. “Well, congratulations on your new beginning.”
My tears came pouring down harder. She had no clue I’d already died once and was given a second chance at life. This time, I was determined to live it better.
