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"That was just yesterday..." Zoey murmured, her eyes still fixated on the starless sky as her last memory in the year 2020 was Iñigo trying to stop her from pulling the trigger. 

She wondered what happened after that. Not that she was concerned about Iñigo. More like she was curious how miserable a person like that monster could live without any other drive to function. 

After all, he had been obsessed on watching her grieve. He went to all the trouble to save her and bring her back to life just so she could suffer. With her death, Iñigo must have lost his purpose too. 

"What about yesterday?" Ivan's face hovered above hers, furrowing his brows in curiosity as she had been silent but murmured from time to time. He was worried if Zoey had hit her head or something. 

"I blew my head off yesterday and now I'm lying here; alive with a back pain." Zoey shifted her gaze to meet his eyes, shrugging her shoulders as she answered in a matter-of-fact tone.