A storm of thoughts raged in Ezekiel's mind. He tried to make sense of everything, someone had saved him, that much was clear. But what he could not begin to imagine was why this girl was standing in front of him now.
He knew her. Everyone knew her if they were active in all forms of media. Her face can be seen in some shows, advertisement, and billboards. Even his mother had talked endlessly about her when she was alive. She had left an impression on him too that time could never erase.Especially what Viola did for him and his mother.
They had lived in completely different worlds, yet somehow, she was here, involved in his life. How? Why? Every question spiraled inside his head, unanswered, gnawing at him.
Viola's voice broke through his thoughts when he finally asked why she was alive.
She hesitated, the truth weighing heavily on her. She couldn't tell him she had brought him back to life—how could she?
"You didn't die," she lied softly.
