[That hadn't exactly been what she had meant and for a moment there, she's confused by the man's response. A lonely life, in her eyes, would still be a life. She'd still be alive. Unlike so many others she knew. So many who died within the past couple of years of her life. In part because of her actions.
It was guilt she doubted would ever go away.]
I'm not. [She paused, attempting to think words through before saying them aloud.] I died here but I'm not dead anymore. I just... I know a lot of people who've died.
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It was guilt she doubted would ever go away.]
I'm not. [She paused, attempting to think words through before saying them aloud.] I died here but I'm not dead anymore. I just... I know a lot of people who've died.