ThreyaMidnight

"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.

Waltz with Death

"Death," I began tentatively, grappling with the uncertainty in the air. I felt the need to talk about the topic, even though it seemed pretty awkward and almost stupid to ask.

"Yes?" Death glanced at me, his crimson eyes meeting mine.

We were now back in the In-Between. The realm between the World of the Living and the Afterlife stretched in all directions, an eternal expanse of boundless darkness that seemed to absorb all light.

"What do you mean?" He responded, eyebrows furrowing. The skin between them creased slightly, betraying a hint of confusion.

"I mean," I said, clearing my throat, my fingers fidgeting with my collar. "Are we like... an item?"

"Silly, you." Death chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "We aren't objects. You're the Reaped, while I'm the Reaper--"

Creep