“It’s either I’m dreaming or…” Jessalyn sighed, her expression a mix of disappointment and disbelief as she gazed upon someone she believed to have perished. “We’ve somehow found each other in this existence, even though we’re both dead…”
“Dead?” Hunter echoed, a hint of amusement coloring his tone.
Jess nodded solemnly, closing the distance between them, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. “I… I know you tried to save me, only to meet your end in the process. But I couldn’t find the strength to flee and save myself. There was… there was a massive wolf… it appeared out of nowhere,” she recounted, the weight of guilt evident in her words. “I’m… I’m so sorry. It’s my fault your life was cut short… I… I witnessed it all unfold before me, yet… I couldn’t muster the courage to save mys
