"Is this... my blood?"

I pressed my trembling hands against the massive wound in my abdomen, from which red liquid continued to pour relentlessly. It wasn't just flowing from that area, but also from my mouth, like an unstoppable river.

"It's... too much... Am I... going to die?" I muttered, my voice broken by panic.

A wave of nervousness washed over me as my mind struggled to grasp the obvious: death was here, knocking at my door. It felt absurd, almost unreal. I hadn't expected everything to end like this, so soon, without having truly lived.

Although, if I'm honest... I hadn't exactly lived my life well.

In fact...

I had wasted every second.

I wished I had done so many things... Made friends to hang out with, fallen in love, found a decent job, and become someone who mattered—a real contribution to society. But no... I had lived like a parasite, a useless spectator in my own life. And now, writhing on the ground, curled up in a fetal position, my body knotted in pain, I realized how pathetic I had been.

It's strange. I had always heard that, in your final moments, you become more aware of your surroundings, and memories flood your mind like an avalanche. But here I was, drowning in oppressive darkness, as if trapped in a tiny room with barely enough space for my body. There were no vivid details around me, no memories flashing before my eyes. Was it because there had never been a moment worth remembering in my life?

"BLUURRPP"

I vomited blood. My body grew heavier, and my eyelids struggled to stay open.

What the hell is happening to me?

I haven't even cried or thought about my family... Really? I'm about to leave this world, and I can't seem to grasp the weight of the situation.

"Please... forgive me..."

What...?

Why did I say that?

Who was I talking to? My hand reached out into the void, as if trying to grasp someone unseen.

Was it for my family? If so, maybe I wasn't completely heartless after all. Maybe, deep down, I cared.

But...

What if it wasn't for them?

Who was I trying to apologize to?

"ARGHHH"

The pain came back, brutal and crushing. My cheek hit the cold floor, and I couldn't lift my head again. The darkness began to swallow everything, a deep and serene blackness that enveloped me, almost comforting, like floating in an infinite ocean.

"Truly... forgive me..."

"I wish... I could have done more... for both of you..."

The final words slipped from my lips in a weak, broken whisper, until the soothing darkness consumed me completely.