บท 177: [Brightest Star] [7]

'Where am I?'

The sky was filled with fluffy white clouds.

I sat on a reflective ground, like a mirror, the clouds reflecting on its surface.

It was hard to define, but it felt like I was sitting on the clouds.

I looked up. In the distance, the sun shone softly, its glow slightly blurred.

There was no sound, no living being—nothing but just me.

"....Ahh."

It was peaceful at first.

But when my last memories returned, fear, anxiety, and remorse gripped me inside.

My vision blurred, tears falling onto the reflective surface.

My body curled up unconsciously, hands looping around my knees.

"....Tiffany." I whimpered, my voice breaking, choking my breath.

'Why?'

'Why her?'

Why did she have to die?

She was nothing but a child. What did she do to deserve it?

She was just happily talking to me this morning.

How could she just leave me alone?