A Talk With Jack

Eva leaned her back on the car behind with arms folded across her chest while staring blankly at the motionless body on the floor.

Her mind kept replaying Monica’s words before life eventually left the evildoer.

[You might think the worse of me for everything I have done. But tell me, Miss Eva, would you have been able to live a happy life without the one you love? Would you have been able to move on with the fact that he was within your reach yet miles apart? On several occasions, I tried connecting with him… but guess what, he didn’t know who I was. He didn’t remember me or the life we once had. Tell me, Miss Eva, how come life was so lenient toward everyone else except me?]

Eva propped herself up and began to pace in small circles. She had lost track of how much time had passed while she stood there staring at the woman she once regarded as her family.

Monica’s corps deteriorated the instant she drew her last breath. Anyone who saw her now would never come to the idea that it wa