She woke up screaming.
Hannah sat up on her mattress, her breathing heavy and ragged, as she tried to erase the images of the nightmare she just had out of her brain. But no, she knew in her heart that it wasn’t a nightmare. It had happened before, Ivan killing himself and dying in her arms. It happened in every previous lifetime that had occurred and she knew in her heart that if she do the right thing and say the right words, it would happen in this lifetime too.
“If you can’t love me in this lifetime, maybe you’ll choose me in the next.”
She clenched her hands tightly into a fist, her knuckles turning white. She was trying so hard to erase those words in her mind but they kept echoing and repeating and reminded her of what was going to happen. After Ivan’s confession last night, she
