Being awake in the middle of the night was the worst feeling ever.

That was because one couldn't help but think about troubling thoughts when one was awake.

After rolling about until it was close to the break of dawn, Xyla finally fell asleep.

Fortunately, she didn't dream this time.

Instead, she slept until noon.

At noon the next day, Xyla woke up naturally.

When she opened her eyes, the curtains had been drawn shut.

The thick curtains kept the sunlight out. She couldn't tell if it was day or night.

As Xyla had slept well, she felt extremely relaxed.

After taking a deep breath, she casually stretched and opened her eyes. She looked to her side and realized it was empty. Stanley Batton wasn't there.

Xyla reached for her phone on the nightstand and checked the time.

She then slowly sat upright.

The moment she sat up, she began recalling the two dreams she had the night before...

goosebumps all over her body

also felt

How lucky...

only

of bed.

the curtains were drawn apart,

the sky was clear, with not a single cloud

still snowing

outside, the snowflakes melted

traces of snow were left behind

clear, snowy day like this was very common

liked it

outside, Xyla gradually stopped

sunlight upon her skin seemed

under the sunlight.

like a snow lotus high up

few pictures of the snowy view outside. She

that, she walked into the bathroom

on a facial mask and sat by the window where sunlight was abundant. Then, she

unlocked her phone, news about

this morning... So the only male heir in the family, Julian

surprised by this piece of

family in just a few days. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

Bailey Ronson died of an

of abstaining from drugs and killed

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