Scar
I'm not sure if I was dreaming or if I was dead, but all I could hear was her voice, and it sounded like an angel speaking to me. If this was heaven, I didn't want to leave. I could be here all day, surrounded by her voice, and be the happiest man in the afterlife. However, as peaceful as it was, something felt off. It was as if her voice was close yet too far to reach. The closer I got to it, the more she said it didn't make sense.
"Scar, come back to me. You promised me that we would get married and start a family. You can't abandon me now. Please, I'll do anything. Just come back to me."
Those words. They meant something, but I couldn't place why. I remember telling her those things, but it seemed like so much time had passed since those words were spoken. If this was death, it
