“Hiraya! Hiraya!”
My eyes were heavy and I couldn’t open them. I gasped for breath as water filled my nostrils instead of air and I tried to fling my arms to stay afloat. The chilling water enveloped me once more. Am I drowning again? But I’m supposed to be dead. right?
I heard some kids call my name. Are those voices of angels? Is there water in heaven? Do I deserve to go to heaven?
How about my talk with the goddess? Was it all hallucination or my wishful thinking because I had so much regrets before I died?
“Hiraya, wake up! Don’t die!”
Don’t die? But I’m already dead, aren’t I? I was pushed into the ocean by my so-called “friend” after I discovered her affair with my husband.
I felt an arm hook on my neck to keep me from submerging in the water. And I floated on water but it wa
