Naya controlled my body for years. I decided to sleep all this time to reflect on what I wanted to do. Sometimes, I woke up and saw what Naya was up to. She used her time to spend with her children, so I decided to give them some privacy. A year ago, Zohar died. I woke up, and Naya gave me back control to say goodbye. He now had a family of his own; he was happy, but time finally got to him, and I lost my brother forever. His kids called me grandma, and I didn't have the heart to explain to them who I really was. His last words to me were:
"Try to be happy; you deserve it," I cried when I saw him close his eyes, and afterward, I gave back control to Naya. I was on and off until her last kid died. After that, she told me she was done; she wanted to go now. She gave me back control and tol
