Engagement in Progress, Death Approaching

What does it look like when someone is overly emotional? Eulalia slumped in her wheelchair, laughing and crying like a madwoman. Her throat itched, her stomach churned, and with her mouth open, she leaned on the wheelchair’s armrest, laughing until she vomited, her tears mingling with the taste of salt on her lips.

She was born out of an accident, her mother sacrificing her life to bring her into this world. From the earliest memory, she had faced nothing but loathing and hatred, constantly reminded that she carried a death with her, that she shouldn't exist.

But... did anyone ever ask her if she wanted to be here?

She despised herself more than anyone else did. If it weren’t for Vincent carrying her home from the amusement park all those years ago, she might not have made it this far.

Trent gave her two choices: save her and keep her by his side or die in an accident.

Eulalia chose the second without hesitation, but what kind of accident would she die in?

She didn’t know. She had alw