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Chapter Sixty Three: Clarity
Lyanna Stuart
I couldn't believe my eyes but it's really Raya standing in front of me. All I could mutter was her name and in disbelief, I repeated my question, "Are you really... Raya?"
Raya looked at me with a smile and nodded, "Indeed I am."
"What are you doing here?" I looked around but the surrounding is still ghostly white, I asked, "Am I dead? Is that why I can see you?"
"Walk with me, Lyanna." Raya reached out for my hand and I hesitantly grabbed hers, we walked around the white walls and pavements, there was really nothing to see but for some reason, Raya kept walking anyway.
She broke the silence finally and said, "How was your human life? I... must say I envy you. You had a shot at the human life I desperately wanted."
I looked above and remembered about Tate and all my frien
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