Chapter 87|| Why would I hate you?

~Zara Todd’s POV~

I wake up sweating like hell. This hands!!!

I don’t want to remember them. I don’t know whose hands were those but I don’t want to see them. It wasn’t the hands of my uncle who harassed me years ago. This time, the hand was different and I really hated that hand for no reason.

I grab my head tightly and grip my hair with my fingers and close my eyes for some seconds trying to recall myself and forget about that dream.

“It’s alright Zara! It’s just a dream. Nowadays, you are just seeing something weird. I really need to tell everything to Xavier before it get too late or before I lose control over myself for these things and he starts to claim me as the mad girl.

I breathe out heavily as I seek water to drink but I find that my jug is almost empty and I need to walk down to the kitchen to grab some water. 

I know Miss Jones would just come to my room if I ask help with her