Chapter 1: Prologue
"Amira, you have finished your task. What will you choose now, dear?" It is a calm voice, full of sweetness; giving peace to her confused and scared heart.
"Where is it? Am I dead? Who are you?" Amira was still in a daze. The mental and physical pain she felt earlier is slowly withering off. Her mind is getting clearer and clearer with every passing second. She looked around in search of the voice.
"Your death and life are in your hands, Amira. It was your choice to go to the world again. Now, coming back to me or going back to him is your choice. You can't see me, Amira; stop looking around. Close your eyes and feel it. You will understand everything."
Amira listened to the voice and did as the voice asked her to do. Soon, millions of memories came rushing to her brain. Her last life and the present one all replayed in her mind. Everything was clearly visible. She felt every moment as if it was not just a memory. She had the same feelings as she originally felt in those memories.
She remembers everything now. Her back straightened as she subconsciously lifted her chin a bit.
"Dear god, thanks a lot for giving me the chance to correct my past mistake. Right now, I have done all I have had to do. All thanks to you."
"Your life is all in your hands, dear. I have no control over what you do as long as you are on earth. You did well. I know it was difficult, but you are the one who chooses everything. Now it is time for the final decision. You don't have much time left. Your human body will be dead soon if you don't go back."
Her body is still in the hospital, dying; she chose it for herself. If she had a chance to re-choose, she'll still choose the same. If it was not for her sacrifice, numerous other people were going to be left with a life full of regrets, and others were going to die a death full of unfulfilled dreams.
Amira clearly remembers the pain she felt before arriving here; in this snow-white palace, that looks like a beautiful, hollow cloud carved by the god himself.
She was begging for death in her heart a while ago, but now when it is in her hands to choose whether to die or to go back to that painful moment, she is hesitating.
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