Shyla POV:
The cheerful chirping of birds and the sun's gentle warmth roused me from sleep. Above, the sky shimmered in hues of orange, and the air was saturated with a sweet aroma. Am I still alive? I felt fortunate as I looked around, finding myself surrounded by a field of flowers without any pain in my body...
"Hold on, am I dead?" I sat up, and the warmth of the air embraced my skin. Was this heaven?
"You’re not dead... not yet, at least," an angelic voice echoed from beside me, startling me into the air with a scream. I turned to see the beautiful spirit woman from my vision in the library gliding toward me, her expression frantic and worried. She wore the same green mermaid dress as before.
"What are you doing, silly girl?" she scolded me.
I looked at her dumbfounded... "wh
