Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

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...

all over her

body also felt

How lucky...

was only

Xyla slowly got out of bed. Then, she walked barefoot over to the curtains and drew

drawn apart, the

with not

still

wasn't cold enough outside, the snowflakes melted as soon as they

were left

was very common in

it

outside, Xyla

her skin seemed to have healed everything in

fair, delicate skin glistened under the sunlight.

a snow lotus high up in

pictures of the snowy view outside. She wanted to

that, she walked into the bathroom for a

done and smelling great, she put on a facial mask and sat by the window where sunlight was abundant. Then, she picked up her

news about the

a heart attack this morning... So the only male heir in the family, Julian Sullivan, takes

was surprised by this piece of

had happened to the Sullivan family in just a few days. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

Bailey Ronson died of

the pain of abstaining from drugs and killed himself by biting his