Soft golden light peeked through the windows, gently lighting up my suite.
The scent of lavender lingered in the air, bringing a calm ambience that I had missed so much. I no longer felt the suffocating energy of the Ancient Ones' realm.
My hands trembled as I touched the soft silk sheets beneath me.
I was back in my room.
Then, realization hit me like a punch to the gut.
The blinding light was meant to take us back.
It had worked.
We had traveled back.
But my joy was short-lived as I remembered Negan. He was still back there. I didn't know if he was alive or not.
My last memory of him was his still body and how we had brutally sacrificed him for the pack.
In this time, there was no Negan. And maybe, there was no Beta too.
The weight of our decision slammed into me, and my chest tightened in pain as my eyes filled with tears.
