194 Dream Or Memory

Scarlett's POV

My belly is empty. The first thing I feel when my mind wakes up, is the horrifying emptiness. Not just my belly. My whole body is emptied by the long, dark dream that trapped me.

Sebastian was in it. So was Ava, Jack Fuller, Anna Fuller, Damian Vanderbilt... They tangled into the shadow that wrapped me up so tightly that I couldn't breath. But I couldn't die in my dream, so I could only suffocate over and over, like buried alive in my coffin, watching my life passing by in front of my eyes. Literally. In my dream I wasn't Scarlett, I was a specter watching the little Scarlett suffering through all the lies, the harm, the pain, and blood, all the way till the kid lured her into the dark woods, passing that, and then the crashed car. It wasn't a dream. It was all real. It was my memory. I couldn't remember anything from the car crash, but I did witness it. And in this deep dream, I saw my own memory. I keep my eyes closed, trying to savor the dream that's fading fast. Effort in vain.

All I could grab on was a pair of purple eyes. They weren't mine. They are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in this world.

They belong to my mom. I just know.

If only I could be with her by now. I have nothing left to live for.

""She's awake!"

Someone shouts. Their voice is really loud, ringing in my head, and giving me a headache. I frown, waving my hand to chase them away. But they won't leave.

"Her finger! Her finger moved!"

"Shut up! Of course she could move! She isn't dead! She's just sedated!"

wake up to the day lost in those woods, and stay lost there,

I don't want to wake up to

when did I ever get what I

noises drilling into my head, I have to open my eyes. I blink. Even before my eyes could focus, I

towering over Lilith who is stretching her neck for a look at me. On my other side is Oliver Scott,

the bed under me rising slowly. Her gentle, soft

on her shoulder, looking at

survival, it's these two. But they are not happy. They seem relieved at my waking up, but in

the baby?" I could barely find my voice when

question silences Aurora and

comes up a

in his

her: "Scar, you fell down the stairs with a cut

What happened?

her direction. How dare she stand there as

She killed my baby!

almost wishing I could throw my arm in her face, "It was you! You sneaked into our house and you pushed me down

in your hand!" Sebastian urges, and his

at the top of my lungs: "You let her

hit him in the head,

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