26. Making Peace
Einith
It’s odd. Dying and living again without you knowing. Girhoe started to fill the gaps that I can’t seem to remember as my memories stopped at choking on my own saliva and falling to the ground of the party. I remember the pain of how my throat swelled and blocking my larynx and esophagus. I’ve thought that I ingested something I’m allergic to, but I don’t have any allergies that I know of. I’ve lived to young adulthood without learning of a food allergy for me to react in a way that would cause me to die.
I really died, huh?
I didn’t really die from the poison but died because of Girhoe’s mother. I’m both horrified and warmed when he told me how he was going to take his life too. How he’s going to kill himself just because I won’t be by his side anymore. It mad
