[Amber]
It was a weird feeling when I died.
For a long time, I was floating around in the dark with no idea how I'd gotten there. My memories were in puzzles.
I remembered being with Theodore and Eloise after they'd treated me like nothing but garbage and something worth less than a servant. I had become their slave.
I spent day after day missing Violet and when I wasn't missing her, I was blaming her. Because Eloise never missed a chance to remind me that it was all Violet's fault. I was being maltreated all because she'd stepped on some rich guy's toes.
It was messed up.
Yet, in that infinite darkness, I no longer felt afraid. I didn't feel the rage from before. Didn't feel helpless, afraid or even abandoned. Instead, I felt something close to what could be described as peace.
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