The Man Who Wouldn’t Die
Language: en
After remarrying Sebastian, I called out the wrong name in bed again. He paused, not raging like the previous times. He just finished with a dark face. I thought he didn't care. Until my old friend Elias returned, and I dressed up beautifully to pick him up. On the way, Sebastian called me. He asked: "If I died right now, would you turn back to collect my body, or would you still choose to go see him?" I laughed. Six years ago, I asked him the same question. Back then, Sebastian’s answer was: "Baby, I'll go see her first, and then come back to collect your body."