Division

Everyone has a line they will not let anyone cross, a stake that must never be turned over. The moment it is touched, everything falls apart. She said, “Memories stretch on and on, as long as that one second when we die. The people we love most live on in someone else’s memories. But what about her?” (The instant the trigger was pulled, all the blood in her veins seemed to freeze. Her father, who had always doted on her, lay rigid on the ground, blood spreading everywhere... He was gasping, taking great heaving breaths as if desperately trying to draw in more air. At last, he died with his eyes wide open, pushing her to the brink of collapse.)