Cynthia came to her room and shut the door... She walked slowly towards her bed and lay down, looking at the ceiling but not seeing anything. What Jerry had told her today had stunned her. She wasn’t sure how she should react to the news of her death… Should she feel relieved that she finally got what she wanted, her freedom... for she wouldn’t have to run anymore… there won’t be any more people tailing her... keeping an eye on her every movement. She was free to do what she wanted without Liam threatening her at every step... or should she mourn the loss of her freedom to live her life as herself? Her heart ached… She was dead to the world.
Her inner voice chided her for giving it too much importance… When were you living? Hasn’t your death been imminent since that fateful day when Liam
