Miller's POV
As I walked through the bright space, my eyes were fixed on the flowers. Those flowers were bright and beautiful, their scent filled the air. This place is eerie but at the same time breathtaking.
With careful steps, I continued to move forward. Each step led me deeper into the all-white hall. What is this place? And most importantly, what am I doing here?
As the question bothered me, I observed my surroundings as I tried to remember what had happened before that moment.
I stormed out of my office after my conversation with Lizzy. I remember that. After that, I drove down to the bar, my regular spot, whenever I needed to be alone.
I remember drinking until I could drink no more, but I don't know what happened after that. Was I dead already? I wondered as I stared at th
