He rubbed his temples, looking utterly exhausted with it all. “Yes, you may tell Kalon. Yes, you’ll remember more over time now that you know, but I can’t say the same for him. If you really need me, you can go to the temple and request access to the inner prayer room. Your divine power will grant you it once you’ve learnt to use it.”
“Learn how to use this fancy power first. Got it.”
“Is that all?”
“No. One more thing.”
“Allie—”
“That soul that lived all those lives for me,” I said, making him pause. “You said you’d let her eternally rest. Is that the case for her? Is she at peace now?”
A slow smile stretched across his face. “Yes, she is.”
“Okay, good.” I laid back on the lounger and closed my eyes. “You can send me back now. If you ever see that soul again, please tell her that I’m sorry and I love her.”
“I will. I promise.” He laid his hand over my eyes. “Return now, my dear. And be happy.”
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Back to You
I opened my eyes to darkness. It took a moment for my eyesight to adjust, and when it did, I recognised the canopy above me as belonging to the one on my bed in the Imperial Villa.
Hallelujah. The beach was gone.
And God hadn’t lied to me. My memory of our time together was complete, as was the one of our first meeting before I’d woken up in this world.
My world.
It was always my world. Not the world of a fantasy novel, but the place I was destined to be. This was my world, my home, the place my soul was born.
This body was mine, too.
All the things I thought belonged to someone else, didn’t.
I couldn’t shake the guilt over the soul that’d lived my life over and over again, though. How many times had she lived as me? How many times had she died for her to have given up?
The few memories I possessed of my very first life here with Kalon were painful enough, and they were mostly happy ones. Yet this soul who’d walked in my shoes had fallen for him each and every time, only to be rejected and ultimately watch the person she loved fall to ruin.
What if, in this life, I’d been destined to follow that same fate? Could I have coped with seeing him fall for another woman?
Would I have been able to follow through with my original plan of letting him go?
No.
I wouldn’t have been able to do that.
Even without the knowledge I now possessed, I think I would have hung on for dear life, even if it ultimately meant my death.
I rolled my head to the side, only to see Kalon’s sleeping face staring back at me. His black hair, his long eyelashes, his stubbled jaw that looked as though he hadn’t shaved in a couple of days… He looked so peaceful, but there was a darkness under his eyes that gave him away.
That idiot. I’d bet the contents of my jewellery box that he’d barely left my side since the accident.
Wait.
How long ago was that?
How long had I been asleep? There’d been nothing in God’s little divine power realm to show the passage of time, and even if there was, I doubted time moved the same way as it did here.
