Chapter 7: The Curse

Amarantha's POV

I opened my eyes after dreaming of something unbelievable.

In my dreams, I saw myself staring at Iram's peaceful state. I was lying beside him, watching him sleep safely and soundly. It was a bubbly feeling during that time. I remembered myself shivering in the cold as I was still wearing the same outfit as before. A thin sheet of dress that I wore during the choosing ceremony. The one that a strange man came to give me. I didn't remember that I wore this myself but it feels like it was yesterday.

Now that I remember that, I wonder where did that mysterious man go after that? He seemed to be in haste when he gave me the dress. I wonder what was it for other than to make sure I was chosen.

Then, it hit me big time. The fact that I was only chosen because of this dress made me shudder in fear. If this was so, does it mean that I'm also incapable of healing Iram?

I gasped at that thought. It felt like I woke up in a dream and then woke up again. This time, I saw the observ