It was not customary to visit the cemetery at ten o'clock at night. Wade was well aware of that, but there was nothing he could do to quell the burning desire in his heart that had been simmering all day. So as soon as the jet that was taking him on a cross-country trip landed at the airport, he rushed off. Wade didn't come empty-handed. He brought a bouquet of white lilies, knowing they were Gloria's favorite flowers. He smiled and placed the flowers on Gloria's grave. "Forgive me, Gloria," Wade said, taking a deep breath to ease the heaviness in his chest. "I'm sorry I'm late. I hope you won't be angry with me." Silence enveloped him, accompanied by the emptiness that kept him company in his loneliness. With no one by his side, he felt the emptiness that made him think. He stood still in the light of the full moon that illuminated the scene. Strangely, the darkness that nested in his heart remained undisturbed. The cold night air moved slowly, creating waves of icy wind. Its care

"Wake up, Estelle." Suddenly, Estelle's eyes shot open, wide and startled. Her body jerked reflexively, as if violently dragged from emptiness into a confusing reality. Her heart raced, her chest thundering in an unrelenting storm. At the same time, Estelle's mouth opened wide. A feeling of restriction gripped her, right at her lungs, which struggled as if they had been deprived of air for a long time. She hastily gulped air, relieving the suffocation that was tormenting her. Estelle gasped, her eyes darting around. She looked around quickly, trying to understand what was happening, but the confusion only grew. She felt lost with a hollow emptiness in her head. Waves of worry trembled, spreading through every nerve in Estelle's body. The uncertainty made her motionless. She didn't move at all until a voice addressed her sense of hearing. "Oh, thank God. You're finally awake." Reflexively, Estelle turned around, and at the same time, a blinding light radiated everywhere. She immed