This Life Has You So Good

The sea shimmered in the wind, with distant twinkling lights on the horizon. In November, a chill breeze made Anna's body stiffen, and she looked up at the sky with tears streaming down her face. Did this life still hold any meaning? Or should she just die? Was there any other choice in this dark existence?

The pitch-black night blended with the crashing waves, and Anna hated herself for not having the courage to continue a life burdened by debts, and for not having the courage to drown herself in the sea.

Her father was despicable, but her mentally unstable mother was innocent.

Countless questions and answers intertwined in Anna's mind, making her breath increasingly difficult.

Her innocent mother, but Anna did not have the strength to take care of her, feeling filial piety but powerless in this dark reality.

Her steps were heavy as she walked on the sand, the cold sea water invading her heart with pain, making it hard for Anna to breathe. She whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom, I'm sorry to everyone."

The sea water rose to her waist, enveloping her long legs and tiny waist with its icy coldness. Anna had made up her mind, she didn't want to live anymore. She entrusted her body to the vast ocean, giving herself an ending of struggle and grief, and then everything would be wiped clean, and she would no longer exist in this world, and everything would be fine.

Anna placed her hand on the surface of the sea, soothing the ocean, soothing herself. This was the last time she could smile, cry, remember her mother, and breathe the crisp, cold air. This would be the last time...forever.

There were footsteps running on the sand and shouts, but Anna couldn't hear them.

"Stop, don't be reckless."

The shouts kept coming, sometimes closer, sometimes farther, blending with the sea breeze. Anna turned around and saw a blurry figure, and she smiled. At least for the last time, before her eyes closed for good, she could still see a stranger.

Anna slowly walked deeper into the ocean, immersing herself in the vastness of the sea. Her breath became more difficult, as the salty seawater rushed into her mouth, and her chest tightened, her limbs weakly flailing. She felt her chest crack with painful cracks, and memories of her unhappy childhood with a mentally unstable mother flooded her mind. Then she saw herself running away from debt collectors, being beaten mercilessly, memories swirling, gradually fading. Anna smiled.

Farewell.

Farewell to the pain, both mental and physical. 

Just as she lost consciousness completely, a strong arm embraced her and lifted her above the water. Deep, sharp eyes filled with unspoken anger looked down at her.

Celine struggled to bring the girl into his embrace on the shore, laying her down and performing CPR for drowning victims. It was a while later when he felt that he couldn't save her that Anna coughed up water, her face contorted in pain as she breathed.