Novel’s POV

I didn’t know how long I had slept, but when I opened my eyes in that void, the woman was standing in front of me again.

“You’re awake,” she said calmly.

“Can I go home now?” I whispered.

“You are on the verge of death, Alessia,” she replied. Her voice didn't hold pity, only a cold truth.

I looked down at my hands.

“Okay. Then I accept it. Death is what I deserve for staying alive this long while she... while my sister died.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I replied, though my heart felt heavy.

“Before I grant your request, I want you to see the people who...