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Waltz with Death

"So this is what they mean when they say your life flashes before your eyes when you die." Betrayed. Battered. Broken. Evangeline Vermillion has had enough of her pathetic life. She was young—only in her early 20s—and she had planned to end it all by setting herself on fire. That was how she met Death—cold, dark, tall, and...handsome? Huh. Who knew the Grim Reaper could look like that? He takes her hand and guides her through the In-Between, the sacred realm between the Land of the Living and the Afterlife. Together, they revisit her most important memories. From the misfortunes of her childhood, to the chaos and bloodshed of the wrong kinds of love, Evangeline must confront the demons of her past to get to The Other Side. Through all of the pain and anguish, Death stands with her, an enigmatic companion and unlikely confidant. And in their brief waltz between realms, Evangeline finally finds what she always wanted but never had: to belong and to be loved.

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Prologue

"You never truly wished for Death, right?" He added.

I gasped loudly, insulted by his words. In reflex, I slapped his hands away. He chuckled and slowly retracted his hand. He stood up and moved a few steps away from me.

"I do!" I replied indignantly. "Never have I ever wanted something this bad in my entire life! You don't have the right to tell me that because you don't understand what I'm going through!"

He laughed. It was a laugh only dedicated to something funny. He was really amused at what I said, which made me even more annoyed.

"Don't worry, Miss. I knew that you longed for Death to such a high extent. I was only messing with you." His blood-red irises glowed under the moonlight, just like a cat's. "Because if you didn't, you would never even see me in the first place."

Chills ran down my spine after hearing his cryptic message. "W-w-what do you mean…?"

"Lo and behold," He removed his hood, revealing a pale white face. "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you. I am what you are seeking for; I am Death."

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