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[In the Next Life — April 12, 2024, 3:09 PM — I Don't Want To Die] The aspect ratio changed. I was holding the phone to record myself this time. The background was completely dark. No lights on. I sat by the window. No more jokes, no more smiles. My eyes were red. Tears kept falling. I had my hand over my mouth, fingers trembling as I stared into the camera. "What do you think the world looks like after we die? I can't even bring myself to ask William. I'm afraid… afraid that once I do—" My voice caught.

And next to our name, carved in smaller letters, there was a line that said, "May we never meet again in the afterlife." This was my final punishment for them. I would never forgive them forever.

“Maya, we know we were wrong. Please give us another chance.” “I came back only because this world is about to collapse. I don’t want innocent people dragged down by your obsession.” My gaze drifted to the lifeless body on the hospital bed, and my voice turned sharp with ridicule. “Stop deceiving yourselves. You think keeping her alive on machines and performing those useless rituals will wake her up? Maya Hayes is already dead. What’s lying there is nothing more than an empty shell kept alive by machines.”

I'm dead. Really dead. Finally dead. Completely dead. No resurrection. No return. No coming back. Just dead. But I'm conscious. Aware. Existing. Somewhere. Somehow. In the After. The True After. The place beyond everything. "Hello, Aurora." Death greets me. The same Death I met before. "Welcome back. You chose me. Really chose me. Finally chose me. No tricks. No resurrections. No escapes. Just death. Real death. Forever death."

On the day my brother and I were born, a witch predicted that my success would drive him into severe depression. She said my brother would take wolfsbane and kill himself during our awakening ceremony at eighteen. So for eighteen years, our parents did everything they could to hold me back. On the day of our awakening, my father kicked me into the dungeon once used to hold condemned prisoners. I begged them to let me attend the awakening ceremony, but my father locked the door tight. “You know awakening your wolf could push your brother to his death, and you still insist on going through with the ceremony? Are you actually trying to kill him?” As the silver poison seeped from the chains bind

My scream traveled through the endless space, echoing back at me. AAAAH... "Okay." I blinked. I took a deep breath. "Okay, Amelia. Don't panic." I paused. "You're probably dead." "Okay." I swallowed. "So I'm dead..." I looked around. "...and the afterlife has terrible interior design." I started panicking, pacing around— well floating, "How did I even die? I was attacked by a black smoke oozing out of that vase! Evil smoke! Who dies from smoke? That's something that happens in horror movies when the protagonist makes stupid decisions."

When my elder sister, Melanie Grant, is 15, I inadvertently cause the death of our parents. I want to eat cake, so Mom and Dad make a U-turn halfway. Tragically, a drunk driver behind the wheel of a heavy-duty truck takes their lives on the spot. I suffer a severe blow to the head, causing my mental capacity to regress to that of a seven-year-old. Alone, Melanie buries Mom and Dad. When the orphanage offers to take me in, she holds back her tears and shakes her head. "My little brother needs me." Everyone believes she simply cannot bear to lose all her family members at once, but they assume that sooner or later, she'll remember what I've done and send me to the orphanage. Over the nex

The smoke drifted up slowly, threading through the candlelight. She stood before the urn for a long while, then turned and looked right where I was floating. She then called out my name softly, "Ash…" I was instantly stunned. I tried to call out to her, but I suddenly remembered that I was dead and that I couldn't make any sound at all. Grandma still nodded, though. "I can see you, Ash." I immediately burst into tears. It turned out that after I died, there was still someone who noticed me.

I watched as Katrina died right before my eyes. Grief and sadness enveloped me even while hatred filled my heart. I was so angry that my whole body shook. The second Katrina took her own life, the last shred of love I had for Samantha died. Even though she had caused all this, Samantha was expressionless. She only looked down at the ground and left with a huff. When she walked past Katrina’s body, she even cursed me once again. “You’re truly a cold one, Aiden. Your wife’s dead, but you still haven’t even shown up. Don’t forget that you still have a daughter in kindergarten.”

SYNOPSIS Jorie thought she had the perfect life—a loving boyfriend, a loyal best friend, and a future she had sacrificed everything to build. Until betrayal sends her to her grave. Given a second chance five years before her death, Jorie decides this time she will live for herself. She'll keep her sweet smile, hide what she knows, and make the two people who ruined her life pay for every sacrifice she made. Then she meets Cassian Vale, her dangerously charming new boss. Cold, powerful, and impossible to read, Cassian seems determined to get closer to her. But just when Jorie begins falling for the one man who makes her feel safe, mysterious messages from someone who knows about her fi