I Reincarnated to Another World as a Woman-Chapter 250: Alicia. Alex. Alicia

"I am sorry for my place. I’m in the middle of something," Alicia said.

Theo and Arthur stepped into the apartment without commenting on the state of it. Theo’s gaze moved across the room once, scanning rather than observing. He registered the disorder but did not dwell on it.

Arthur gave the room a brief glance as well, then returned his attention to Alicia almost immediately.

"We are sorry for barging in like this unannounced," Theo replied. "But we are worried about you and wanted to know how you’re dealing with all of this."

He offered her a small smile.

"And we might be able to answer some questions you might have."

Alicia smiled back, the expression faint but sincere.

"I’d like that. Please, have a seat. Again, I’m sorry. I don’t have anywhere available except the floor."

She moved first, sitting down near the coffee table in the small space that was still clear.

Theo and Arthur followed without hesitation, lowering themselves onto the floor beside her.

None of them looked awkward.

None of them appeared uncomfortable.

As if sitting on the floor in the middle of chaos was the most natural thing in the world.

"How are you doing?" Theo asked directly.

"It may sound hypocritical," he added, "but we were also in a state of recovery."

Alicia shook her head gently. "Don’t worry about it. If anything, I’m the one who should apologize for clutching at you and refusing to let go when I woke up."

The memory came back to her clearly.

She had just awakened from a coma. To her, it felt like she had been sleeping for a very long time. There had been no sense of transition. No gradual return.

Just darkness.

Then light.

She had opened her eyes in an unfamiliar room. Strange ceiling. Strange smell. Strange sounds.

Voices buzzing around her.

Machines.

People.

The only thing that had not felt strange was the young girl sitting beside her bed.

Sixteen years old. White hair. Misty eyes.

She had not recognized her.

But she had felt instantly close.

As the world blurred and spun, Alicia had reached out without thinking and clutched onto Theo’s hand. She had held on tightly, refusing to let go, as if letting go meant losing the only solid thing in that spinning reality.

Theo remembered it just as vividly.

He had stayed because he instinctively understood something Alicia did not.

Some of Alex’s life force had fused with his own.

That closeness Alicia felt was not random.

It was not coincidence.

It was resonance.

A possibility he could not ignore.

And he had felt responsible for her.

Because Alex had asked him to save her.

So he stayed.

But he could not remain by her side indefinitely without raising suspicion. He also knew his team needed him.

He could not divide himself in two.

"Since we both have something to apologize about, should we consider that we’re even and move on?" Alicia grinned.

Theo returned the grin and nodded. "I’d like that."

Alicia took a small breath.

Then she addressed the elephant in the room.

"You must be even more worried after seeing the state of my place. I know it looks unorganized, but it’s deliberate chaos," she began.

Her expression turned solemn.

"I’m sure you already know that I’ve lost eight months of my memories. The most recent eight months."

Her gaze drifted briefly toward the Solarys uniform tossed on the sofa.

"Starting from when Alex died."

She swallowed.

"About his death, I’m still in disbelief," she added quickly, as if afraid someone might argue with her.

"My last memory of him was him waving goodbye to me as he was heading into a dungeon to save his officers. I was on holiday from work. I was still a captain in Velmora DEU back then. I visited him because our parents’ death anniversary was coming."

Her voice softened.

"That’s the last clear image I have."

"Then it’s as if I go to bed that night and wake up eight months later."

She looks at Theo and Arthur, searching their faces.

"Can you imagine that? You fall asleep knowing nothing about what is coming. Then you wake up and the world has fast forwarded eight months. And the last family you ever had is gone."

Her fingers curl slightly against her knees.

"Everyone keeps saying I should remember because I was there. But I don’t."

Her voice rises, just a little.

"I don’t remember receiving the news that he’s dead. But I remember scattering ashes at Lake Lucas. I don’t remember entering the dungeon after him, but the report says I did. I’ve read the report. It clearly states that I went into the dungeon after my brother when they didn’t hear from him for three whole days."

She draws in a steady breath.

"I was still here. I extended my holiday because I wanted to make sure my brother returned safely."

She recalls everything with dry eyes.

No tears.

Her tone remains flat, almost detached.

She looks around her apartment.

"This was his place. He lived here. Whenever I visited him, he told me to sleep on the bed while he slept on an air mattress he bought specifically for that purpose."

A small pause.

"The landlord said I started living here after his will was read. He left all of his belongings to me. Including this place."

She lifts her gaze to Theo and Arthur again.

"I inherited everything. Including his job, apparently."

She lets out a dry, humorless chuckle.

Theo and Arthur, both stayed quiet. They understood that Alicia was saying these things was not for their sake, but for her own.

She was spiraling.

Talking helped.

Venting helped.

She gestured to the chaos, "When I woke up this morning, I suddenly had the urge to tossed up this place."

She paused.

"I wanted to search for his life. If there’re traces of him here. I keep feeling that he’s currently away on secret assignment from his office and I’m stuck here waiting for him."

"As you can see, I tossed the place pretty good. But so far, I’ve only found traces of me living here, instead of him." She said quietly.

Her shoulder sagged.

Her breathing slowed.

Her voice was barely audible.

"Which means, he really is dead."