I sensed that everything was about to come to an end.
So I returned home, wanting to take one last look at the traces of my past life.
My memorial was hung right in the center of the living room, where Dad and Neil bowed to me every day before it. They stared at my portrait with sorrow in their eyes, hoping I could find it in my heart to forgive them.
I floated back to my bedroom and found Oliver there.
"What are you doing here?" I said a bit angrily, feeling this man represented betrayal.
He was holding a slightly worn bracelet, tears streaming down his face.
I recognized it. It looked like my token of love.
That winter, during the first snowfall, he gave it to me as a Christmas gift, expressing his feelings and promising to protect me for a lifetime.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I trusted th
