When Sophia opened her eyes, having a physical body felt strange to her. She got up from the bed and went directly to the balcony. A gentle breeze tousled her hair, and the warm rays of the sun caressed her skin. These were sensations she never imagined she would feel again. After all, she was already dead. Only her soul had clung to Abril to protect her.
She returned to the room and put on the first dress she found, then looked at herself in the mirror. Abril was identical to her, except for one thing: her long reddish hair. She placed her hand on the mirror as if she were seeing her own reflection. She wondered what face Ethan would make when he saw her, what he would say when he found out she was dead, that all this time he had been searching for someone who was dead.
Even though they
