You and Mayson were married. The loveliest couple your town knew. He was always the sweetest and he cared for you a lot.

You got pregnant with your first child, but unfortunately, you died due to childbirth. Mayson was heartbroken, but he had to take care of your new daughter, Olivia.

Mayson raised her as a single dad. When she got to the age of ten, she wanted to do things her own way.

She wanted to decorate her room and change her style and everything. Meanwhile, a new neighbor moved in.

She was Mayson’s highschool sweetheart, Amanda. She had a kid but I just recently got divorced with her husband.

Mayson could feel all his feelings for Amanda coming back, but he couldn’t help but feel guilty even when you weren’t there.

He finally accepted Olivia’s request to decorate her room. Only a little bit though, you chose those decorations. He didn’t want to throw them away.

When he saw the room Olivia and Amanda decorated together, he felt upset. Everything was completely gone. Everything you put up whilst you were still alive.

He sent Amanda back to her house and Olivia stayed in her room for the rest of the night. Mayson started falling asleep on the couch.

He suddenly woke up to a tap. Looking over at the person beside him, he saw you. He swore his heart dropped.

You were glowing in a way, you looked so pretty to him. But Mayson couldn’t understand. What was happening?

“Am I dead?” He asks.