Monica thought she had died.
Before she died, she was wondering if she was the only woman who regretted her suicide immediately.
She even looked down on herself.
She should have died a spectacular death. Otherwise, what would others think of her? What would her father think?
To think she had chosen to commit suicide, yet she asked her father to save her.
However… Now that she was dead, what about her parents?
She was indeed the most childish and irresponsible person in the world!
Those thoughts wandered through her mind silently.
"Monica." A familiar voice sounded beside her ears.
'Wait a minute.' Monica was stunned for two seconds.
Why was she still having thoughts? Did the so-called soul exist after a person died?
Suddenly, she opened her eyes. It was a little blurry at first, but they quickly focused.
Then, she caught the scent of the medicine.
