Arabella's POV I struggled to open my eyes and cried for breath, everything was dark and my breath struggling to come out. I trashed in tight grip but couldn't move, something soft was pressed on my face, probably my teddy bear. My hands were in the air, trying to scratch the person. Strongly confused that why would anyone want to hurt me, wasn't I the favourite one? My hand finally touched the face and the realisation was scarier than my imaginary monster under the bed. It was someone I trusted the most. I gasped and woke up with the jolt. It was a nightmare, again! Since childhood I am getting the same nightmare.I have brutally killed people to replace it with the nightmare I have but nothing is strong enough to surpass it, that night was the scariest of all. My dark childhood, it still suffocates me. I quickly opened the window and took a deep breath in fresh air. What amuses me that, I have a huge room still that little dream manages to choke me everytime. I sat by in th
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