Chapter 50

Death is eradicated. Death is someone’s fault. Death is a process.

Those were the last lines of the book that I just finished before I got out of bed. I didn’t expect the ending. It was beautifully crafted; the words were picked carefully by the author. Letters are weaved like a blanch of dress.

It was indeed a happy ending, but it made me cry. The character didn’t die at the end, yet he lost everything, but he found himself in something that would give him happiness. a thing that will make his life move in circles.

"What made you upset?" Mom asked, and she starred at me...