Chapter 378

I had a long, heart-wrenching dream. In the dream, I saw myself tangled with Ronald Wright across lifetimes. Unlike Grace Mills' grand talk about three lifetimes, Ronald and I were caught in a mess spanning five. Each life brought familiar faces, and while the beginnings were always different, the endings all led to the same misery. Every single time, I died a terrible death. But it was only in the last life that I felt utterly drained, broken in both body and soul. I despised Ronald to my core. We had turned into bitter enemies. In the end, I succumbed to late-stage stomach cancer, dying all alone in a desolate hospital bed. And just before my last breath, I had to watch him get engaged to Grace, all smiles and joy, robbing me of my final shred of peace. I knew it was a dream—I was fully aware—but I couldn’t wake up. Every part of my body ached, and my mind bore the constant onslaught of this nightmare. I kept reliving the agony of my deaths and the wounds left by shattered emotions.