Chapter 75 - Righting the Wrongs (1/2)

Chapter 75 – Righting the Wrongs

The two souls of Diana merged as one. Now, Diana could feel the weight of the life the past Diana was carrying.

“My chest hurts so much.”

Diana had never felt her heart throbbing this way. It was the first time that she had a memory of a love for something.

“It hurts, it hurts… I think I’m going crazy.”

The original Diana had lost her child. It was the only tragedy besides her suicide.

“I was a fool… I knew it was late for the reason that I had returned.”

–Realize how you feel right now.

Diana couldn’t have understood. She had to feel the horrifying red eyes of Trisha and the incompetent Lucas, who had done nothing. She had to suffer a painful death not by her own will, but by Trisha.

“Yes, I know now.” Diana had to open her eyes to resentment and pain. Only then she felt the anguish of the first Diana.

“I can see the light from afar.”

-It’s time.

Diana felt instinctive. When she opened her eyes again, she would be Diana still.

-But you don’t have to go if you don’t want to. And even if you go back, you’ll have less time than seventeen years.

“I’ll go.”  There was no hesitation. The disheartenment of Diana’s original story was carved in her heart. She couldn’t afford to merely forget and disappear. No, it can’t be. The lost child forever is now her own too. It was no longer possible for both souls to regain such a beautiful creation.

“Now, I am you.”

-And you are me.

It was already fate, not a choice to be made.

-Make the curse that I’ve bet on Trisha.

“Yes, my share of curses.”

-I’ll be waiting… all the way.

Now the light felt closer. The two souls resonated in this space. It went beyond thought, became an emotion, a memory, a permanent wound.

Diana Carl, at last, returned to the world.

***

When Diana woke up, she found herself in a familiar bed. When she looked down at her hand, it was small and fair. But it seemed a little different. Diana slowly remembered. She cannot be seventeen again.

“Have you woken up?” Charlotte’s friendly voice rang. Everything was the same. “Oh, my Lady, why the tears?”

Diana didn’t notice it, but suddenly, tears fell on her cheeks. Even though she returned to the world of the living, the sense of loss hadn’t disappeared. There seemed to be a pile of iron and chains in her heart. Was this the suffering of Diana?

“Did you have any dreams? Stop crying. Oh, come on. Why are you so unhappy when you’re turning eighteen now?”

“Ah… eighteen…”

“Lady, are you still half-awake?”