Just when everything had almost gone blank, completely filled with the blinding white light, Nitya felt a tiny hand touching her face, trying to make her awake and aware of the surroundings.
'She wanted to open her eyes, but it seemed impossible to even budge an eyelid; she wanted to scream Ji-hun's name and call for help, but she felt like insurmountable odds were piled against her.
She was afraid...for the first time in her life, she was afraid of death...afraid of not being able to see Ji-hun again...afraid of not having bid him goodbye before she left. No, she didn't want to leave him at all! She wanted to live...wanted to live by his side, wanted to spend her life with him...but maybe, the reality contained something else. Maybe, she was really not destined to be him. Probably it was the end...the end of this journey of hers, even though she wanted to stay despite the understanding-'
