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ROME

I felt a soft kiss on my forehead. I heard her voice, my Storm, and someone very familiar.

Before my ass got frostbite, thanked God the rescuers arrived. Then I couldn’t remember what had happened after that. I thought I was going to die and not see Carly, my family, and my friends again.

That was the scariest I had experienced in my entire life— the hopelessness—the regrets. Leaving the people, you loved without a proper goodbye. And you wished for another chance that would not come.

Was there an afterlife? My family and I believed in God. When times like this, sometimes you prayed, and it seemed you weren’t heard, you started to doubt. Despite that, I prayed for the safety of everyone I loved. I prayed to come back home to Carly.

I always thought about her— she must be terrified of me not coming back alive.

Then I felt her warm hand— the soft squeezed against mine. How I wished her a warm body that stormy day. I really didn’t know the weather would be that terrifying i