“You have lived this life before? I don’t get it.” he let out a deep sigh and rubbed his hands over his face.
“I know, I sound crazy. But just hear me out,” I interrupted his confusion, trying to explain more to him.
“I lived the life and died, actually, got murdered. The Moon Goddess blessed me with a new life, and it started from the night I got married. My mission was to avoid the mistakes I made in the past and survive.” I recalled everything, and once again, tears started flowing from my eyes. It is not easy to talk causally about your death, is it?
Elijah closed his eyes and exhaled a breath before he opened them again and looked me directly in the eye.
“Oh! I think I need a drink,” He claimed. Obviously, he needed one. How did I expect him to react to such a wild claim?
“Do you
