It was as if my body was already dead and simply waiting on my mind and my spirit to catch up.
As the ringing continued, I closed my eyes again.
This is it.
This was really happening.
I was dying.
The ringing stopped and I moved my mouth in one last silent prayer. It was all over.
My heart was stopping and as if it was on its last beat, I opened my eyes one last time and looked in the direction of my baby.
But she was no longer there.
I didn’t see her, nor did I hear her.
As my eyes started to close, the person in black began to remove their mask.
Just before my eyes closed, I got a glimpse of his face.
It was…Santana.