The rest of that day went smoothly. Kendra also decided to stay till the end of the day and was talking to Alarick about her sight but I could not enjoy her presence with us, nor the upcoming days. My mind was fully occupied by the thoughts of my sudden disappearance. How would my mom deal with things around her? Since I was considered dead, did that mean I could not call her, or see her anymore? There were too many questions in my mind bothering me to the depths of my soul. I could not sleep without those questions making an appearance in my dreams either.
When I woke up on the morning of the third day, I felt sick. I had severe nausea and I knew this was not a medical problem. For the past three days I had tried to come to a conclusion about my departure and also tried to come to terms
