"Ryder!" I scream. "Ryder" I scream again.
"Ophelia." I hear someone. "Ophelia, I'm here. Just wake up." I hear the same voice again.
It sounds very familiar.
It sounds like the voice I am craving so much to hear right now.
But I don't understand what the person wants me to do.
Wake up? I am awake already.
"Ryder, please." I whimper as tears roll down my cheeks. "Ryder." I hear myself call out. It almost doesn't sound like me from all the crying.
Suddenly, I feel something on my lips.
Something soft. Something very familiar. Something that I am craving so much right now.
Lips. His lips on mine.
How is it possible? He is supposed to be lying on the floor. He bled out.
I saw it.
Ophelia, I'm here. Wake up.
His voice rings out in my head.
And so I do.
The scenery change
