Eonie couldn't live her life the same knowing what had happened. She couldn't live with her filthy body.
She decided to just end it. After all, no one would cry if she died. No one would... Miss her.
"Eonie!" She heard her name and turned around but there was no one. The way her name was called sounded like a sweet melody.
A warm voice, a warm smile, and a warm feeling. It was someone she cherished a long time ago. She could no longer see them because they had passed away and the reason... Ah, it was thanks to her sister.
Eonie stood on the bridge. The waves crashed beneath her, and the wind blew her hair aside.
She looked like a mess with heavy and dark eye bags underneath her eyes. Her neck shrunk from malnourishment and being starved for so long.
She was suffering. What else could she do in this life?
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