Others carved her past, she was now deciding her future.
But was she living?
The memories that haunted her determine each decision she made until he came along.
Everything changed.
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A wealthy businessman with handsome looks but without a care i...
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Cold nights, cold sheets
One more lonely empty hotel room
What I'd give to
Find my way back into you
-Start Over by Imagine Dragons
******
1 YEAR LATER
"Mommy, do you see me?"
"I do, baby. I always see you."
"I'm the brightest star, aren't I?"
Her cheerful voice surrounded me, but I couldn't see her. It didn't matter though, I at least had her this way.
"I miss you, Angie."
"I know, mommy. But I'm there, can't you see?"
"I can feel you," I whispered.
"Then that's enough, mom. Today is a new day, today is your day. You have to say hi to daddy Alex for me."
"I love you, Angie," I murmured, already knowing that the alarm was about to go off.
"I love you, mommy. See you tonight."
******
My eyes opened, slowly, taking in the light that filled the empty apartment. It wasn't hard for light to reach every corner, it was small after all.
I no longer had nightmares. I looked forward to sleeping now, actually. Angela would visit me in my dreams almost every night, and though most of the time I couldn't see her, I could talk to her. Hearing her voice was more than enough.
It had been a hard year, but also a fulfilling one. I maintained almost zero contact with anyone, except for the people that I had met here, but mostly kept to myself. I wasn't hiding anymore, nor did I fear anyone yet didn't crave that closeness. I just didn't need it.
I liked to think that I had grown, that I had found peace. Some days were harder than others, like now that it had been a year since her death. It was difficult having to remind myself that I didn't have to worry about getting her ready for school, or remembering things that perhaps weren't my favorite such as watching Frozen. I couldn't see the movie without crying now.
But I could act feel now. I could feel everything; the happiness, the pain and I no longer ran from it, I no longer feared it. I embraced it.
My phone rang and I smiled. My dad. He was the only that I had kept in touch with, knowing very well that I wouldn't feel the need to run back if I spoke to him. I hadn't heard from Alex in two months or from Lucas, except for the occasional text. I found it necessary to distance myself from them because I felt like running back and I knew it wasn't the time yet.
