When she awoke, the first thing that greeted her was confusion. The second thing that greeted Dahlia was a scent of vanilla and citrus. Her body screamed in pain, but far less than she had anticipated. There was warmth encapsulating her that made her feel so comfortable that it all felt like a dream.
She tried to open her eyes, but couldn't fully manage it. Unlike before where she couldn't even feel what was happening, now she could at least tell that her eyes were responding to her. Her eyelids struggled to move and resisted opening, but a sliver of light made it in. Unfortunately, that's all she could see. Everything was blurry and only an ambient light could be made out.
Between the soft light, decreased pain, beautiful smell, and comforting warmth, she quickly jumped to a conclusion.
'Oh. So I actually died. That's… really unfortunate. I promised her that I'd wait. I finally found someone and I couldn't even live long enough to join them.'
