Epilogue

I accepted the darkness that filled me up.

The pain in Lucien’s eyes when I floated away caused me to rage, he didn’t deserve to mourn me. He had to pay but who would ever teach him that lesson.

For so long, all I did was rage and kept moving in the darkness.

Was the afterlife supposed to be this way, empty and filled with my pain!

One problem was that I just couldn’t remember how I had gotten here and for how longI've been here or how much more I was going to be here but I had to get out of here.

I couldn't stay here anymore.

The actions that led me here are vague in my memory, I died.

I died in the hands of the man that said he loved me…the man that supposedly cared.

My legs gave way for me and I collapsed on the floor tired and frustrated. It was too dark in here and I couldn't see anything. I was supposed to get out of here?

Back home did anyone even miss me?

My child!!!

There was no way I was going to let him have her.

Was this how the afterlife was designed to look?

I couldn’