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Marcus POV//

Everything passed like a blur.

I went to the crowd. Ehra was lying on the pavement beside the lake, lifeless. Blood was all over her figure. The nurses and police telling everyone to back off. I ran towards her, shouting her name in complete shock and terror and there was nothing else I could recall.

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Now I sit on this cold stall beside her body in the hospital morgue. She was announced dead on arrival. Her family was coming. Im afraid I'll end up dead too once they arrive.

It was chilling cold and Im beginning to think Im already dehydrated from crying.

How could I let this happen?!

My knuckles turned red from punching the wall over and over. Im thinking that none of this would happen if I just decided to ask her in the morning infront of her family. I was just afraid that I would screw up that's why I decided to do it at night plus, they said it was more romantic. Nothing romantic happened, it was a tragedy.

Now I'd never have the chance to hear her voice again or her laugh. I'd never see her put strawberries on her milk again or blow dandelions like a kid. I'd never see her smile again or tell her.. That I love her.

Why did I wait so long until it's too late?

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Ehra's POV

I opened my eyes to the darkness and brightness that welcomed me. It was like two tunnels infront of me and I couldnt even see what I'm stepping on. Im like suspended on gray air or something. I had no idea where I was.

All the recent memories of the night rushed in and my hand automatically went up to my side in sudden panic.

Nothing. No pain, no blood, no hole. It was weird.

Am I dead?

'You guess.' I heard someone chuckle behind me. My head snapped to the direction of the voice and saw an old lady with golden white hair and she was dressed in a flawless white gown. She was too beautiful for an old lady. I think my jaw was already touching the invisible floor.

'Im not that old.' She scowled and chuckled again afterwards. Oops, she heard that. Better shut my thoughts now.

'Who are you? W-where am I?' I stuttered.

'Oh this? It's what you call The Middle. And old lady isnt my name. Im Mary.' She said. I looked around to inspect the place but all there is are the tunnels and the gray smoke or air or fog, whatever it is and the old lady.

'Middle? Mary? You are the mother of Jesus? Oh my go--' I covered my mouth in awe. Is this real?

'They call it Purgatory sometimes. Im not the Virgin Mary, young woman. They all thought that too. Im the one who helps you pass the test.' So Im not the first one here.

'What test? You should have given me the scope or something. I havent reviewed yet.' With that, she hit me softly on the arm and I laughed sadly.

'Youre in no joke right now Ehra.' She knows me. Of course she does. 'Sorry.'

'Anything you say and do now, adds up to everything you have done since you were born. Now the judgement continues. This will determine which door you will enter.' She gestured to the two tunnels.

'Am I already dead?' She nodded.

'Oh.' I felt the weight of the world fall on my shoulders, wait no. I felt the weight of the universe fall on me.

'But.. I might have a lil bit of leeway for you since you have been a fairly good girl.' And I felt my heart running again. 'Give me one good reason you have to go back.'

My family? My education? My dreams? My passion? Marcus?

Marcus. I wonder what happened to him that night.

'Oh this stunning young lad?' She twirled her fingers in the air and an image of Marcus appeared.

He was standing beside a coffin on a brightly lit room. He was crying. Holding on to the edges of the black coffin, his knuckles were bruised and were turning white from clutching it so hard.

There's the man I love. Mourning, weeping over me. He must have loved me too. What was he about to tell me that night?

'Im sorry.' A tear fell on my cheek and I quickly wiped it away.

'Aw. Do you want to go back?' Mary asked. I looked at her dumbly.

'Im dead. How am I supposed to go back?' I asked warily. She gave me a sweet smile that reminded me of my mother. And I wondered how my mom was dealing with everything right now.

'Remember this, always control your feelings. Never let it get the best of you.' She blew me a kiss and everything faded to black.. Again.

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Lots of love,
AlyssEien❤

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