You shouldn't be here. You shouldn't be here at all. So… why were you in that white space?

Everything around was empty. An endless white, silent, too heavy to be just silence. There was no real floor, no ceiling, no direction. Just that infinite void, almost as if the world had been erased and only a lost thought remained.

And there… you were. Standing. Before him.

Half-motionless, like a memory that refused to disappear. You had been gone for years, and a long time had passed since that day.

An accident… that's what they said. Accident? No. The word seemed wrong even in his head. Too weak. Too far from the truth. The truth was simpler, crueler, more definitive.

You simply died. Without saying anything to anyone. Everyone simply found you on the floor of your own room, with a blister pack of pills. This time, it hadn't been Sunny's fault. There was no mistake on his part, no trembling hands, no wrong choices.

Even so… Why?

Why were you there? You stood in front of him, as if time had frozen just for you. Your hair fell softly over your face, partially hiding your left eye. A few strands moved slightly, even without any wind in that empty place.

Your gaze, however, was completely fixed on him. Deep and silent.

As if it pierced everything; space, time, reality itself. Sunny felt the air catch in her throat.

This couldn't be real. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest, each beat echoing too loudly in that silent place.

"...this isn't right."

His voice came out low, almost broken, as if he were afraid that speaking too loudly might make everything disappear. He continued looking at you, trying to find some explanation in your face, in your eyes, in any detail that would prove that this wasn't just another trick of his mind.