Thirty-Seven
Madam Evangeline
Nerves on fire, Evangeline sighs her final breath, and she feels a sense of relief. A sudden feeling of release, like a tether has been severed as she floats like a dandelion seed in the wind.
All of her fears, hopes, and qualms depart leaving her weightless and free. No longer having to pretend.
She watches the most significant memories of her life flash before her like she's looking into her beloved mirror, before it ripples to black, leaving her with
nothing
at
all.