LOVETH’S POV
When my eyes fluttered open, my vision was blurry. I squeezed my eyelids shut and rubbed them with trembling fingers. As they opened again, I found myself staring at an unfamiliar white ceiling—pristine, flawless, and utterly unfamiliar. My heart skipped.
Turning my head to the left, I noticed elegant drapes framing a massive window. The sunlight filtering through bathed the room in a golden hue.
Was this the afterlife? I had imagined it differently—lush greenery, eternal peace, maybe even the soothing melodies of angelic voices. But this? This was too opulent, too… material.
I sat up slowly, my movements tentative, as if afraid that the reality would shatter around me. The pain in my head and foot had vanished. Relief washed over me, but confusion lingered. Was I really d
