CASSANDRAThat night, I had a terrible dream.It wasn’t the first time I’d dreamt about Emmett since his death, but this one was peculiar, to say the least.In the dream, Emmett wore a long black robe with a good that mostly obscured his handsome face, though I could still see the familiar glow of his blue-green eyes. They were a strange shade, a rich teal blue with a ring of emerald around them, and in the dream, they were so bright, that it was as if they were lit from within.We lingered outside the forest, and it seemed as if he were about to embark on a journey. As he breached the line of trees, I stood there for a moment and then decided to follow discreetly behind.I followed the trail of his cloak and shadowed him closely, so much that I could smell the familiar warmth of his cologne. All around me, the trees loomed above, so far into the sky that I could hardly see anything else. The immense forest seemed endless, and as I peered around us, a strange, anxious feeling crashed
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