XXIII.I Factorial
Has it been a year? It didn't feel like a year has passed.

My hair had visibly lost its luster as I managed to get a glimpse of my reflection from the scant amount of water that the guard gave me.  I keep saying that all hope within me has gone and evaporated into nothingness, but only now did I truly realize what true despair was. The gnawing feeling of emptiness and lack of future coalescing into a writhing void of black tar settled inside my chest like a cancer devouring what little happiness I could derive from my situation. I was back to where I started; the day when I died during my first life. I hadn't even noticed when my cell door opened; my dutiful alarm looking at me with the same old scowl and disdain that he showed me since the first day I ever set foot in this place.

"You have a visitor."

I raised an eyebrow at the statement. A v
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