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Epilogue
POV: Andrea (Minutes earlier...)
My chest was very heavy when I opened my eyes. It felt like I had been a victim of a stampede with my chest being stomped over and over again. It felt raw and utterly sore. But despite this, slowly, I straightened myself to sit.
Not having any idea where I was, I purposefully scanned the area to find any familiar landmarks. But, I could see none. Actually, I couldn't see anything at all except for the white clouds that surrounded me.
What? Am I actually in heaven?
"No, you are just in the realm where it is neither Heaven or Hell. Not in between, not beyond, " a voice from behind me suddenly spoke.
I quickly stood up and turned around to find a very - hmmm...what can I say - a very pretty man wearing Greek men's clothing and standing a few feet away. The fabric's borders were adorned with gold and metallic blue embroidery. He had golden bands on his w
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