"When you do not seek or need approval, you are at your most powerful."- Caroline Myss.
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Heaven?
He died? And he came to heaven? Leaving Heaven behind?
"Am I dead?" He asked.
Gamila turned to her left, and he followed her gaze. Somewhere far away, he saw an opening. It was dark inside, and the opening seemed to shrink in size slowly.
"You are dying." She said, turning back to him.
Zamiel looked between her and the opening, then he looked at his daughter. He was in heaven, reunited with his family again. Wasn't this all he had wished for all those years inside that empty, dark coffin? Why wasn't he happy now?
Heaven.
He couldn't leave her behind. He had to go back. But then he looked at Gamila and his daughter and guilt weighed on his heart. He was going to disappoint them. Again.
"You don't want to be here?" Gamila asked with a frown.
