Mellifluous: A sound that is sweet and smooth, pleasing to hear.
"Ophelia Clark. I haven't heard her name in quite some time. I wonder what happened to her?" My neighbor said when my aunt was on speakerphone with me.
"My mom, she uh-" I gulped, "she um passed away last year from breast and brain cancer."
"My condolences Finnick." They smiled sadly. I mouthed thanks and ended my call.
"Andromeda? Andie? Rome?" I called for her. We were in my room just being in each other's presence but she wasn't there anymore.
I heard the toilet flush and the sink run before she walked out.
"Let her go." The voice in my head said, "It's time to wake up."
"Andromeda Louise, I need to leave and I need you to let me go." I said, tears brimming my eyes. "No!" She argued. "Please Andromeda, let me go." Tears slipped past my eyes as I walked away from her. I was outside the door when I heard her scream "Finnick!" Through tears.
A whirlwind of emotions hit like a brick before Finnick jolted awake in his hospital bed, panting and crying out "Andromeda" as if she were following him back into his reality.
"Finnick!" My mom cried. My mom. She's alive! Oh my god she alive! She hadn't died! I was so happy tears fell harder as a doctor walked into my room and checked my vitals. I was very much alive.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You we're driving back from school, like normal, but you fainted at the wheel and crashed and you were in a coma, for a year." Mom replied.
"A year?" I squeezed my eyes shut hard. "Where's Androm-" I cut myself off, she wasn't real. She was only a dream. None of that was real, Andromeda never existed.
All of the love I felt, wasn't real. I cried for days only for it to be fake? I mourned only for that to be fake? Hell, if I went for it and kissed her, it would've been fake and I wouldn't be feeling it linger on my lips.
All I remember right now is her screaming my name for the very last time.
It was ineffable.
