Novel & Cerita Even After Her Death

"She was dead. Everyone thought she was. Of course they're emotional. It's completely normal after ten years. They have a lot to catch up on." Sophia looked at me steadily. "You've been watching them since she walked in." "Everyone has been watching them," I said. "It's not every day someone comes back from the dead." "That's not what I mean and you know it." I finished the rest of my champagne. "I need another drink. Do you want anything?" "No." She was still standing there with that expression. "I'd just get back to what I was doing." But she lingered another moment like she had more she wanted to say.

“Damn.” “She didn’t cry. Didn’t scream. Just watched him die. And then… she walked away like she’d finished brushing her teeth.” “She hasn’t said anything about it?” “Not a word. Slept two hours. Then trained until she bled through the wraps.” Caden was quiet for a long beat. “That’s not just vengeance. That’s something else.” “She loved him once,” I said. “And she killed him anyway.” Caden’s eyes flicked to me. “And now?”

Within seconds all pain is gone and my body is fully healed. “Isn’t this the afterlife? And aren’t I dead? I don’t see how I don’t belong here then” “Yes, this is the afterlife but technically you are not entirely dead” she tells me. “What do you mean that I am technically not dead? How can someone be technically not dead? It is either you are or you are not” I start pacing while panicking, if she tells me that I went through all that pain for nothing I will honestly lose it.

I had to make the rest of them see we were dealing with killers. The woman seemed to be thinking it over. “Probably. But so what? A little death ain’t so bad. Not like it’s permanent.” I was sure I must have misheard her. “Sorry, what?” “She’d be dead for a bit, give the boy a chance to say he broke it off with her.” I felt like I’d had my legs kicked out from under me. “And then she’d come back to life?” “Of course,” said the woman, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Nobody stays dead in Nekromel.”

A few days have passed after that tragic day. Tania was dead and she never left the infinite cold and darkness of the crystal lake. You could say that she was free from this world just as she wished for, hidden in the deep, far away from everything she hated in this life.. Nobody said anything about her, you could say that in just a few days her memory was completely erased. Not even a ceremony. Tania received nothing from her own pack as she left this world.

(Catherine’s POV) Weeks passed by so fast. After sending Winter to her final place, life continued as usual. It’s like how the sun sets and shines again. However, no matter how it repeats its rotation, it will never be the same again. Yesterday was different from today. While tomorrow is different from today. This is how our life continued after her death.

Epilogue ll *Donald* No matter how eventful that day went, it was finally over. Aurelia was dead finally, she was burnt and her remain had been emptied into the wind. She was dead and gone, gone for good, going from everyone's lives but will remain forever in our thoughts, we must admit.

Not blue, not white — but a ghoul. Only her powers were taken away, for Kieran made it so, and her ethereal and goddess-like beauty will remain. But even though her outside appearance is that of a young woman. In reality, she’s now an old hag who is trying to cling to a thread of life, but is barely hanging there. “Oh life, what a fleeting feeling.” The breathing stops, the heart stops pumping blood and the eyes closed permanently. Some deaths are sudden, others have time to say their farewells to their loved ones.

Aware of the ending to her story. "I'm not getting better". She heaved out, her voice breaking, her heart melting. And I finally saw that she was holding all this in, because she didn't believe it would get this far. She wasn't content with death, she had to fight. She had lots more to do, to fight, to explore the world. I wouldn't let this be her last time here. She would come back every year after. Every year to show she survived. Surviving was the best she could do. Surviving was the only thing she could do.

I added. I heard him sigh. ”Like grandma, she lived with no regrets. She lived so well, and I know even in her last moments, she lived her life to the fullest. ” I said with a slight smile while looking at her happy face in the front. Her smile never changes. And that death of her is like a premonition on what’s for the future. When she was there still living, she’s like a bridge for both of us. But now that she’s gone, a huge plot twist happened that we didn’t expect.