I woke up with a loud scream, loud enough to block my ears, breathing so heavily and painting at the same time with sweat all over my body. My hands trembled and clutched the bedsheets like they were the only things keeping me from falling apart.Leo, my son, I said in my mind.I looked around the room, uncertain of what I was looking for. Then the moonlight started shining, coming in through the window.I came down from the bed and walked toward the window. Everywhere seemed calm and quiet—there was no smoke, no fog, and most importantly, no cloaked figure holding my child.I took a deep breath, realizing it was just a mere dream.A nightmare that had felt so real.My chest rose and fell rapidly as I forced myself to breathe. I touched my stomach as I was trying to reassure myself that he was still safe, still hidden far away with Mariya."Evan will never have my son, "I whispered again, but this time, because of the dream. A few hours later I heard a knock at the door."Lady Lila,"
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