47 I'm Sorry

"Selena!"

I open my eyes and gasp for air. The house covered with fire disappear and the clean white painted ceiling filled my vision. Realization slowly kick in while breathing heavily. My muscles are still on tension and the fast palpitation of my heart reminds me that even I am no already in reality, my mind, my soul are still there, trap inside that nightmare. Past is chasing me. It never stop chasing me.

I clutch my blanket as I felt the pinch of pain inside my chest. No matter how I tried to calm down and remind myself that everything will be alright after I avenge my family, hesitation and doubt still lurking on the corner of my head. I don't know where did it came from, but the uncertainty always makes me feel small, suffocated, and weak.

"Selena darling, are you alright?"

I flinch when I felt a strong firm hand touch mine. My gaze turn to the direction of that husky baritone voice and I was greeted by his deep dark grey soulful eyes that glistening of something that I refus