[YEAR 2019: ZOEY'S PREVIOUS LIFE. CORA'S WAKE II]
The next day...
"Cora…" Zoey whispered, staring at Cora's portrait that was surrounded by flowers. In front of her portrait was her urn, where her remains reside now. 'How funny how we could fit in a jar,' Zoey thought as she stared at the urn.
After careful consideration, for the first time, Zoey left her room last night. She went out to see Vivian, asking her for permission to visit her friend. Of course, Vivian agreed but only if she tagged along with a few bodyguards.
So, now, Zoey was here, looking at her friend's beautiful portrait. "You look so pretty, sis." She murmured, her eyes never leaving Cora's portrait. However, no matter how long she had been staring at the portrait, Zoey's heart couldn't break anymore. Her heart was numb, her mind too.
