Novel & Cerita The Beginning After The End 9

It had only just begun. THE END.

It was the beginning. THE END

~ The End ~ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

it's a start of something big. THE END.

No. It is THE BEGINNING OF THE END!

As my consciousness began to fade, I forced myself to reach out and fumble for the burner phone hidden on me. [That favor you owe me—you can pay it back now.] The moment the message had been sent, both the display on my phone and my mind plunged into darkness. I had no idea how much time had passed before the pungent stench of disinfectant finally jarred me awake. My body felt as though it had been crushed into pieces and then forcefully patched back together. The hollow emptiness in my lower abdomen served as a constant, brutal reminder of everything that had just transpired.

Just for each other. *The End.*

“About the transfer to Seaview… I’d like to expedite it. Yes, I’m ready to go this week. I’ll start preparing everything right away.” After hanging up, I looked one last time at the framed photo of Annie and me on my desk before flipping it over. I had forgiven her ninety-nine times. This time—the hundredth time—I was finally choosing to let myself go.

"Fran, midnight has arrived. You just need to die in this world, and you can go back." I picked up a sharp piece of glass and raised my hand, dragging the jagged edge across my artery. Finally, I was leaving this world where no one loved me. Everything was finally going to end.

Waiting for something to end. Or begin.