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23 | FUCK MY LIFE

All I could see was white all around me, for a second I thought that I'd entered heaven— but then I remembered that I was destined for hell. I wasn't sure how long I was out but the sun seemed to have lowered along the horizon compared to the last time I was conscious. The bitch had pushed me down the slope about fifteen minutes away from the resort and now god only knows where I am now.

I could be anywheres.

I couldn't even remember which direction I came from, all I knew was that I could hardly move anything at all. The tips of my toes and fingers, despite being covered, were frozen solid. It even hurt to blink. My face felt as if I hadn't done any skincare for ten years— hard and dry as rock.

"Fuck my life," I mutter to myself.

Great one, Grace. Why'd I let my guard down like that? Obviously if your fiancé's ex girlfriend invites you to the middle of nowheres something bad is bound to happen. Never again will I give anyone the benefit of the doubt.

I reach for my phone and to no avail, there was absolutely no service.

Karma's a bitch.

I 100% believe that the heavens were punishing me.

One person couldn't possibly be this blessed without having some flaws. Balance was needed in life, equilibrium must be met. I just fucking wished mine weren't so life altering.

"Am I going to die?" I ask myself, recalling the same words from Wooyoung. This must've been the last thought on my stepmothers mind before her eyes shut for good. It's the only thought running through mine as I start to lose consciousness again.

Everything felt heavier; my breathing, my body. All I wanted to do was shut my eyes. I felt myself slipping away as the hypothermia started to kick in and I wasn't sure if I'd wake up if I ever closed my eyes. Death. How bizarre is it to have met it so early in life when I haven't even so much as lived. Why has my time been cut so short?

I haven't yet a glimpse of happiness.

I wanted to see that day if it ever came— now it seems as though I won't get to.

I always said that I wanted to die because I hated my life, because everything in life made me sufferable. But I didn't know true suffering until now. I didn't know how much I wanted to live until I was on the brink of death.

I tried to scream, to shout. But nothing escaped my lips. Not even the faintest of breaths.

I regret it all, every bad thing I've ever done. If I could rewind time and take it all back I would. My heart fears what I'll soon face after death— if hell exists, I would meet it soon. Or maybe if I become engulfed in the all-black nothingness that would be mercy. Either way, I deserved better. All that this life has given me, all that it's made me— I deserved better than this.

I wish to live happier in my next life if it ever exists.

And then there was nothing.

-

The next time I found myself conscious, I expected to see red flames of the deepest, darkest depths of hell.

That wasn't the case.

I woke up naked, wrapped in a fur blanket that I hoped was faux and not skinned from some random animal nearby. A massive fireplace lit up the room, the sound of wood crinkling and fire snapping thrummed my ears. The room had minimal furnishing just like you'd find in any rented cabin, a sign that no one actually lived here.

I wasn't sure how long it had been since I last opened my eyes.

Times seems to have passed.

I couldn't have easily recovered from hypothermia within a night. Granted I still felt sore and dehydrated.