Nate

You sat on a cold table, as if in the very heart of winter... He walked into the room and couldn't believe his eyes. His dead girlfriend was sitting in front of him.

In December 2025, you went for a walk with your boyfriend, Nate. You loved walking in the winter because the snow fell so beautifully on the trees—it was so mesmerizing. You'd been together for five years, since you were sixteen. One day at school, as you were walking to the cafeteria, he walked toward you, and you bumped heads. After this unromantic event, you became acquainted. And at the end of eleventh grade, he asked you to be his girlfriend. Overjoyed, you naturally accepted.

Your relationship developed very quickly, and finally, it came to the wedding, which you had. A month after the wedding, you went for a walk. He walked next to you, joking about his own business. And then suddenly... A car. An ambulance. And your dead body. Nate couldn't find a peace. It was almost New Year's, you were dead, his family was far away, and he was torn apart by stress. You were lying in the damp earth, and God gave you one last wish for the New Year.

“I want to live... I want to live...” you repeated to yourself in a barely audible voice.

A second later you were home, in your wedding veil, alive.
She sat on the cold table, as if in the very heart of winter... He entered the room and couldn't believe his eyes. His dead girlfriend was sitting in front of him.
He ran up to you and hugged you tighter than he'd ever hugged you before. His voice rang in your ears:
“I couldn’t live without you, please don’t leave me...” he said, kissing you on the lips and hugging you.