Flashes

Marsai's POV

Everywhere was dark. I couldn't see anything, I wasn't sure if I was even conscious but all I know is, it was dark. I could feel it, I could, the coldness of the darkness itself enveloping me.

Suddenly there was a spark of light, which gave me a short feeling of hope. The light started as a little beam until it grew brighter and brighter, larger and larger till I could finally see where I was.

It was like I was watching myself. There was another me, standing right in front of a mirror that was blurred like everything else I could see. I saw the expression on this other Marsai's face as she stared at the reflection of her dress in the mirror. I know that look, that was the same look I had when I…..wait, a second…..

I squinted my eyes as my brows furrowed…that dress…I know that dress—

"Girl, you are going to have the best eighteenth birthday ever!" Oh…no.

I swiftly looked back and my throat tightened. Seating on my bed, was the blurred out figure of Elena,