Chapter 7

Sven shook his head over and over, murmuring, "Impossible. This is impossible. She was fine when I left. She could still talk. How could she be dead?"

Yes, I was still begging you for help before I died. Why didn't you save me?

When Alina got a few minor scrapes, you were frantic and called the ambulance to make sure she was saved first. Meanwhile, I lay by the sea as my life slipped away in helplessness and despair.

"The doctor said if she had been brought in just ten minutes earlier, she might have been saved. But I heard the ambulance that arrived first rescued Alina. You're partly to blame for Tracy's death."

Cillian's words were sharp. After saying that, he turned to leave.

Sven stared blankly at my pale face. His hand reached out shakily, but he didn't dare to touch me.

His entire body shook, and there was something in his expression that resembled sorrow.

Was he truly grieving? Too bad, I was already dead.

I felt pity for myself too. Dead at only 26 because of my