I looked around the streets of London, Confused, Lost, and alone.
It would make sense, but what didn't make sense was why I was in my house. London was heaven, very odd.
My mother held me close.
"Evelyn my dear, may I ask how you died"
"I was…erm…Murdered"
Her mother looked shocked for a second/
"Well, with all this wealth, by who, a sneaky scoundrel in search of your wealth and…"
"No, mum, It was a..erm…reincarnated Princess"
Her mother looked strangely shocked.
"A…a…a…"
"Never mind that, Is there anyway I can look onto earth?"
"Of course, just look out your bedroom window to watch your loved ones!"
Evy sighed
"One way I can watch Alex grow up…"
Her mother smiled at her.
"You have a son?"
"yes, but can I ask you something?"
"Yes Hon?"
"Did you watch me and Jon grow up?"
Her mother looked down,
"No…"
"But why?"
"I was afraid I'd see you hating me!"
"Why would I hate you, you died, you couldn't help it"
"Well…"she brushed some hair from Evelyn's face, "People feel strange thing, no matter how mad"
Evy nodded, then ran up to her bedroom.
She peered out the window, and below she saw Rick, mourning, but at the same time getting angry, she saw him furiously go into the temple, mean while Alex and Jon stayed and mourned over her body, Jon trying to comfort her son.
She sat back, and cried into her pillow, she would never be able to kiss Rick, and feel that Kiss, or Hug Alex and know he was my son.
She lay there for ages crying, and weeping in despair for her loved ones.
She may never see them again.