“Everything you know unravels.”

Her father was gone, but the rift stayed open—a narrow thread, stable and glowing faintly. Monika stepped toward it, lighter than air, and whispered, “Wait for me.”

Final check: Names, setting consistency, character motivations. Ensure the ending is satisfying—perhaps she manages to bring her father back by stabilizing the rift, showing growth and wisdom.

“Father?” she breathed.