Fate change.

Many people are still wondering whose funeral Arthur visited and who exactly handed out a napkin to Arthur.... well! The individual is none other than myself.

***Flashback***

I could plainly hear them chanting my name on the day the doctor declared that I was dead... Well! Despite the fact that I'm currently lying down in a medical bed, I could hear Arthur calling my name.

I could tell by Arthur's voice alone that he must have been hurt seeing my lifeless body.

But on the other hand, I'm more than hurt right now.

It hurts me to leave Mister handsome alone, but I can't help myself.

I don't own my life, so I don't have control over it.

I could sense myself in a hospital bed, and the irony is that I'm drowning.

I can hear and feel everything all around me, but I can't speak and can't even open my eyes.

I'm currently lying on a bed, shackled with a belt and handcuffed.

Not that I'm literally being handcuffed, but that's how I feel right now.

'Cornelia... It's finished!' I closed m