Chapter 23

Older Dior

The colors of the flowers growing outside always seem brighter after the rain has fallen. My garden is the only place that gives me a sanctuary. Here I can breathe without being judged for existing, but unfortunately, an uninvited guest has arrived.

"You weren't supposed to save her, Dior! Patricia shouldn't exist! You've created a new timeline, one we don't know the future of, and it could prove disastrous!"

With the left side of my lip quirked up, I turn around in my rocking chair to face Alice, the fiery one from my dimension. Her breaths are heavy, eyes so intense and angry I imagine her playing out the scenario of killing me herself.

Of course, she isn't powerful enough to do so.

No one is.

I'm a monster.

"Please, our world isn't one worth fighting for, love, not in my opinion," I tell her calmly, lifting my coffee cup to my lips. My eyes then travel to the flowers surrounding us. They are beautiful enough to re