"Noooo!"
"Hahaha!"
Amidst the laughter of her parents, the little Miwa stood at the side and stared blankly at the two, wondering, 'No. I'm sure this isn't a dream. It's more like…'
Everything that happened felt far too real. A dream should not be this vivid and realistic. There were too many emotions involved within it, followed by the pain, and the hardships Miwa suffered.
'This is another life.' Miwa thought sternly.
Her emotions, her consciousness, everything was the same as before death.
Plus, she remembered the way she was killed. It was horrific, agonizing, and gut-wrenchingly painful.
Miwa's little body shivered and she shook her head, trying to not remember it again.
'I have come back to the past. I really have…' Miwa thought.
There was no denying it anymore.
Everything was far too real for her to not believe it. Had she not been killed, she would've had other thoughts.
