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...

felt goosebumps all over

also felt

How lucky...

was only a

sigh, Xyla slowly got out of bed. Then, she walked

moment the curtains were drawn

clear, with not

still snowing a

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

traces of snow were left behind

clear, snowy day like this was very common

liked it a

view outside, Xyla gradually stopped thinking

upon her skin seemed to have

skin glistened under the

a snow lotus high up in the

took a few pictures of the snowy view

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 phone, opened the news application, and checked

she unlocked her phone, news about the Sullivan family popped up

So the only male heir in the family, Julian Sullivan, takes over

surprised by this piece of

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died of an

the pain of abstaining from drugs and killed himself

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