Chapter 94. Saving the Humans I

MORGANA’S POV

I wonder how people feel moments just before they die. Do they feel joy? Or is it regret? Do they feel happy about the way they lived their lives or do they wish they had more time? I still remember the first dead person I ever saw. It wasn’t my parents though.

It was a little girl called Lani. She was a cute five-year-old girl that lived next to my parents and I while we were still slaves in the vampire nation. She would come over to our house when my mom had enough flour on rare occasions to make us cookies. She had short brown curls and beautiful bronze skin. She was capable of putting a smile on anyone’s face.

I wonder if Lani knew she was going to die that day. I wonder what she felt as water creeped up her lungs and stopped her breathing. You see, Lani had wondered too close to a well and she fell in, with no one around to supervise her that day.

I remember the way her brown curls used to dance in the wind when she would jump around. Even