I watched Jakob, feeling a heavy pang in my chest.

Why, Jakob? When I was alive, you hurt and scolded me; now that I’m gone, you begin to regret and suffer.

Jakob’s lips bled again.

He wiped his mouth and stumbled out of the prison.

Jakob eventually found my grave.

There was no tombstone, only a raised mound of earth.

He knelt before the grave, sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.

He said, “Ally, I’m sorry. Please, please come and see me…”

He said, “It’s my fault. I killed you…”

I stood silently behind him.

I wanted to tell him that this wasn’t actually my grave.

My ashes had...