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Chapter 7 

After leaving the hospital, I waved down a taxi and headed straight for Serenity Hills Memorial 

Park. 

I could clearly feel my body growing weaker by the day. I didn’t know when I might suddenly be 

gone. 

So I rented a small place nearby and specifically contacted the staff at Serenity Hills Memorial Park asking them to check on me every few hours. 

That way, if I passed unexpectedly, they could take me straight there for cremation. It was simpler 

for everyone. 

I never understood why the elderly often sat so still, watching sunrises and sunsets, watching the world pass by. 

Now I finally understood. 

When my heart felt so heavy and stifling, I simply didn’t have the energy to do anything else. 

So most of the time, I moved a chair onto the balcony, sat down, and quietly watched the world 

outside. 

In my last half-hour, I pushed through waves of pain. 

Following the staff’s directions, I slowly climbed a small hill-a place know for its wish tree, where people left tokens of hope. 

They had given me a wooden plaque and told me that I could carve my wish for the next life on it. 

If I hung it on the tree at the top of the hill, the wish would come true. 

I held the plaque and fell into deep thought. 

At first, I thought of wealth, luxury-a life of ease and comfort. 

Then, I considered a happy family-whole and complete. 

But in the end, my hands shook so badly it took everything I had to carve one simple wish. 

(If there is a next life, let me love myself. Let me live freely, for no one but myself.] 

In this life, I had been far too timid. 

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Because I grew up starved of love, I spent my short twenty plus years desperately chasing after it, 

Next time, I wouldn’t live like that. I’d live boldly-I’d shine a light that was all my own. 

With one minute left on the clock, I finished carving. 

I took a deep breath and slowly hung it on the memorial tree. 

My strength spent, my vision went dark. I stumbled, my body tilting toward the slope. 

I thought I heard Evander’s voice. It was probably just a hallucination at the moment of death. 

Next life, I’m living for me. 

A profound relief washed through me as I let my eyes close. 

Suddenly, someone grabbed my hand tightly. 

I was yanked backward and fell into a warm embrace. 

My eyes flew open. 

The first thing I saw was Evander’s reddened eyes. 

He stared at me with eyes wide open, his voice trembling as he shouted hoarsely, “Liora, have you lost your mind?” 

“Picking out your own plot? Was all this just to die?” 

I stared back, dazed. My gaze dropped to the watch on my wrist, 

The time displayed had already passed the moment the System had told me I would die. 

And yet… I was still here. 

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