บท 66: Start Living

Laura - The house in the suburbs

Beatrice lies on her bed, unable to get up. Her weak hands lie on the blanket, her lovely gaze locked on me.

I kneel by the side of the bed and touch her cheek gently, feeling a coldness.

I don't know whether it's a dream, a memory, or both, but I want to see her face again; I don't want to let go.

“I can’t go if you don’t find peace of mind, Laura. I’ve always been here for you. But now love is right around the corner. Let it in, or I can’t move on.”

I take her hand and give her a sad smile. “Then I’ll never find love if that means you’ll always be with me.”

“For everything, there’s a time,” she starts with a shallow voice. “Now is the time for me to die and for you to start living.”

Her soft words always had the gift of making everything better.

A strange sound makes me turn my head to the window. A bright light sweeps over everything, and Beatrice disappears.