I lay on the hospital bed with the oxygen mask on my nose and mouth. Bead-like tears drip from my beautiful emerald-green eyes which have lost all their shine. I gently lift my shaky hand and pull out a letter from under my pillow. Tears build up again in my eyes as I pull it open.

My dear,
I am sorry if you received this letter...I really am. For all the things. You went through so much but I left you alone....again. But I had no choice. I wanted to stay with you forever but I only had a few days left. That is why I coughed out blood that day and passed out in the washroom. I am sorry for hiding it from you but I didn't want to worry you. I am sorry for hiding my reports and lying to you about being fine. I wanted to tell you. I wanted to die in your arms but I could not gather myself knowing that anytime, I would leave you, the soothing warmth of your hands, the familiar smell of your perfume, the beautiful eyes that look at me with love, the heavenly face and the tender soul I fell in love with. I would leave everything...I wanted to give up with you, looking at you, feeling you but you wouldn't be happy because of me..because you love me..you still have your youth left to love another man who would keep you happier than I do....did. My last wish is for you to stay happy regardless of what happened to me. I want you to find another man, another prince charming who will keep you happy forever. He must be more handsome than me, give you flowers on every date, bring you your favourite chocolates on every special day and give you kisses everywhere everyday and most importantly, love only you with his whole heart otherwise, I would rise from the dead and beat him to death and take him away with myself and throw him away in the hellfire. So please be happy even if I am not there physically because, I will always be there in your heart.
Your love.

I bawl my eyes out as I fold back the letter and put it on the side table and as the last teardrop leaves my eye, I remove the oxygen mask as the heart line goes flat.
I open my eyes to a beautiful garden with a large table in the centre with people dressed in white and brown around it seated having tea. I look at myself in the mirror at a distance. I....have...hair! My long beautiful brown hair is back! I cry tears of happiness while looking at myself. But where...am I?
I wipe off my tears and look around. In between a few bushes, I find a beautiful young lady dressed in a majestic black flowy gown sitting on a white bench, singing to herself while looking at some papers. Then as I am about to approach her, she flips the page and I see a picture of myself. My eyes widen as she notices me and says, "Ahh! There you are...Linda."
I was shocked as she called out my birth name which only a few people knew and I am very sure of it that she was not one of them.
She looks very familiar as if she is my family...even before I was born. But at the same time, she looks as if I have never seen her.
"Take a seat and have some tea while we talk, dear..." She calls out to me when she notices me zoning out. I sit down hesitantly as she claps and two cups of steaming hot tea appears on the table in front of us.
"Who..are you?" I ask getting a little uncomfortable under her scorching gaze.
"Me? I am god." She says as she takes a sip of her tea calmly as if it is a very normal thing.
"But why am I here? I....died." I shift on my seat feeling a weird aura radiating from her.
"You are here because you have been good at earth. You are here to reunite with the thing you love the most...Jake." She snaps her fingers as I am back to my room with Jake on my lap....sleeping peacefully.
I kiss him overwhelmed by the array of emotions I feel at the point, knowing I am going to leave him after the simulation is over.
After all...it is all a dream........

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