A disturbing reunion
The moment was intense, full of surprises and contradictory emotions. His expression was one of disbelief, a portrait that seemed frozen in time. The woman in front of me, with a look that oscillated between fear and confusion, could not conceive of my presence.
The weight of the past
After three years of absence, my return was an enigma, both to her and to myself. It seemed obvious to me that my appearance was a shock, a specter I was not prepared to face. Perhaps I should have found the right words before introducing myself, but the reality was that bewilderment dominated the scene.
Emotional conflict
Her feelings, intense and unknown, had her trapped in a sea of confusion. I watched as, as the minutes passed, his reaction became more calm, although the surprise was still drawn on his face. I knew it was time to break the silence.
Confessions from the other world
Intending to make her feel comfortable, I opted for a calm, sweet voice to communicate my pain. “Maria, you know very well why I made that desperate decision. Our relationship was surrounded by betrayals, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I don’t blame you, but I didn’t think clearly before I acted. I know now that I committed a mistake, a mistake that condemned me to oblivion.”
An unexpected journey
What I experienced after my death was not what I had expected. At first, the calm welcomed me, but over time, nostalgia for my old life began to weigh on me. After much thought, I decided to request my return, a wish that was met with disbelief by the guardians of the other world.
A tragic outcome
My request, though unconventional, was finally granted. My first impulse was to seek her, to express my love to her, my true intention. But the moment my words tried to reach his heart, I felt a sharp stabbing in my chest, a heat that seemed to burn me inside.
The last memory
Before I knew it, she had gotten up and, in an unexpected gesture, hit me with a knife. My life vanished in an instant, the image of her serene, relieved face bearing witness to my inexorable fate. The cycle had closed, and with it, my last chance at reconciliation with the past.
